Krytotz looked up from his phone and narrowed his eyes at the woman before him. The room became so heavy with his magic a mortal could suffocate in it.
Meg looked up at him with an infuriating twinkle in her green eyes as a laugh escaped her lips.
“Who would have thought a thousand year old deity would be so bad at text-pool,”
Krytotz huffed an irritated sigh, “it’s because of this infernal ...