Chapter 68 Impossible

• “What is going on?” Alinta, goddess of flame, asked as she entered the big council room. Twelve chairs were around a big round table, but only seven people were seated. She quickly took a chair with a fire drawing on it. Everyone sighed, but no one said anything. Anita raised an eyebrow. “What?”
• Haziah sighed, and as he did, ice smoke swirled around. With a wave of his hand, they cleared. “Ramiel has something to say.”
• “Then he should get on with it, I would like to know what is so important you have to disturb my sleep,” Alinta rolled her eyes.