"Dammit! Dammit! DAMMIT!" everything had gone to shit for Mirsha. She broke three of her promises to herself these past few weeks, and even her husband decided.
Mirsha was in a panic looking for her daughter. Her face twisted by worries and anxiousness, her legs carried her with untold speed.
When Will called him on the HNP, his voice was weak, and his breathing was fast. Fatigued and incapable of forming a straight conversation with his wife. But what was even worst was that… Will activated the Devil's Contract and called upon the Black Spirit of Frost - Wechuge.
The closer Mirsha got to the Airport, the more she could feel the foreboding sensation crawling up her skin. Every breath she took began to form a white mist.
BOOM!
