Scorching Souls

While Masha and Irina, were send ahead of Despise’s trajectory. He would arrive at any moment. The world remained in that stasis, only the light of the heavens was now turning to a deep orange, which dominated over all other colours. Irina took a deep breath.

— Man! How are we supposed to know that Hyuga sent us to the right place? Everything looks the same around here!

Masha glanced at her and her faux optimism. He had spent too much time with her to not understand it by now. And he loved her too much, especially during their current predicament, to not play along.

— He never seemed like a prankster if you ask me.