Dioswine56
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- Parts 9
~A girl swung her hammer at the large dogs head, sweat dripping from her brow as she protected her cousins.
"Damn things, always in the fucking way." The girl grumbled and picked up her now cracked sunglasses. Pushing them on to her face, the girl picked up the large hammer made of metal. "Come on, almost home." ~
The little big three has been hiding things from their friends and family. But it doesn't matter right? Not like the gods would care where they lived. Well they did and were angry about it. Sometimes the gods shouldn't stick their noses in other peoples business.