[A/N: This bonus chapter is thanks to Kollum!!!]
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The head rolled across the broken paving.
White hair caught beneath a splintered plank, pulled free, then spread across the dust when it finally stopped near the boy's feet.
He did not move away.
His fingers remained around the sword his father had given him.
But his eyes narrowed slightly.
The face was wrong.
It belonged to a woman.
Pale feathers clung to her temples. Her parted lips were bloodied, and the faint gold in her half-open eyes was already dulling. White hair covered one cheek.
There was no red hair.
'Wasn't it the man?'
He had watched the demon swing.
He was certain.
The boy looked toward the crater again.
The six-winged demon stood over the fallen body, his sword lowered. His grin had disappeared, replaced by a deep frown.
He seemed confused too.
'What is happening?'
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Simon stared at the corpse, and to his confusion, it was not the corpse of the God of War or Darius to be more precise but…
