Ryder
Griffin was a lifeless corpse on the ground before them all. Before any of them could even react, his daughter Malayah had only been three steps away from where he had been, and they’d all been focused upon Griffin, not his daughter, seems she wasn’t happy about what her father had done.
Not only to herself but to her Goddess-Gifted that she had just seen strip down to his waist and bare all his scars for all to see. She sighed internally. In hindsight, things done with good intentions didn’t always mean that the end result was going to bring about good things.
Many things in this very world had been done with good intentions, but ended up being very destructive and having ramifications that destroyed many. Like the splitting of the atom, it was supposed to be a great scientific
