After a grueling week of mining crystals without pay, Kyle finally stepped out of the dungeon. His laughter was entirely gone.
Why? Because just before he could make his escape, those bastards—Gvette and the other Celestials who had accompanied him to the Dawnfeather Clan—showed up. They all stood behind him, ready to drag him off and make him finish every mission he'd left unfinished—after he vanished abruptly.
Kyle ran his fingers through his hair.
Clearly frustrated.
"Damn it. I thought Ares would have found someone else to handle the missions after sentencing me to a week of punishment. But no—he only wants me to do them!"
Gvette cleared his throat beside him.
"You shouldn't have annoyed him. There's no point in regretting it now—Clan Leader Ares is very petty. Just do what he asked and get it over with. He will forget it."
