37. NOT GOODBYE

"Take them out!" Jemma shouted to his children: Cerberus, the three-headed hellhound, the many-headed Lernean Hydra, and Chimera.

"Shit!" Jemma huffed as Cerberus was overwhelmed by Mr. Jordan. Blue Fireballs rushed at his right hand, but the wind carried thick smoke, blocking his vision. Jemma was nervous about whether his defenses were down or not.

While there was a chance to move, Jay clawed at the viper ensnaring him. He then grabbed the thing silently. Unsure of what he would do, Jay's mind was already clouded.

Even though reinforcements were coming, the man had trouble seeing beyond life and death. Imagining going through the day without Ruby, the difference between life and death was very thin. It was just like delaying the time of death. He would be tortured by longing, age faster, and then die in solitude. Without the company of someone, she loved and cherished.

The nightmare that everyone dreaded.

"You think this grudge will end?"

Jemma turned around, dumbfounded, as if