Jeremy looked at the god in front of him. But he wasn’t impressed, in his eyes Mizè was just another man. And this one was after his baby sister.
“Can I help you with something?” Mizè smirked as he haughtily admitted, “Well why I wanted your sister’s name, she seems to be resilient in keeping the microscopic power she possesses. I didn’t think you’d be so foolish.”
Cocking an eyebrow, Jeremy asked annoyed, “And what makes you think I’d want anything from the monster who tried to r**e my sister?” Mizè’s eyes flashed deadly as he growled, “Because unlike her, your magic is subpar at best. It was always the women of your line that carry the true power. The men all become pawn or dinner for demons.”
Waving his hand, Mizè’s book appeared at the ready as he promised, “With your name bel
