Chapter 300 – End Of An Adventure

After a few days from their arrival at the realm of Valkyries, there was no sight of Atlas's body being handed back to them anytime soon. Stranded in their tent for days, only leaving to be dragged back in again, Razor as well as Michael were teetering at their wit's end.

 

"I doubt we're getting the body anymore," pacing restlessly around the room, Razor bit down on his thumb, trying to suppress his agitation. "I bet that fucking bitch was lying about the curse!"

 

Turning to the entrance curtains, a bit exhausted, Michael was surprised that none of Helga's underlings marched in despite the insults from Razor. It wasn't as if he was being conservative with his tone either, every word he was saying was screamed intentionally for them to notice.

 

"I guess we don't have any other potion," rising from the chair, Michael looked back at Razor. "Follow my lead and keep your mouth shut for a second."