Chapter 97: Your Jobs!

"Harry, we will miss you... so much..." a woman clad in black broke down on her knees, held by her daughter, Harley, as she sobbed. "Mommy, I miss you..."

"I-I gave them a message," Louis, her husband, said as he stroked her back. "Everything will be fine."

"Yes, ma, it'll all work out in the end. We need to go back…" Harley comforted her mother, "I'm sure Harry understands."

"We sacrificed our son..." Maharlika wept.

"He's the only one... there's nothing we can do but hope," Louis said, biting his lower lip and clenching his fist from the bitter truth.

"Mom, have faith," Harley added.

Meanwhile, HE received the message at the clan.

"They lost a son in the middle of the year. Pity, an oracle has been lost," the man says as his shadow guard waits, bowed on his knees. "Well, there are a lot of them anyway, and Leila is dead."