130: The Fake November

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Noah Allen was back from the hospital. Taken home by one of his guards only to be welcomed with the ugly sight of his house destroyed to the ground.

He could barely believe his eyes. His perfect place of hiding was gone. It felt like the universe had chosen to be against him since the night November Calhoun broke his leg.

Noah Allen could still remember how November had shown up, took him to the air and left him to fall. The way pain he had felt when his leg got broken was unbearable, but now see his house in shambles was another shade of worse.

"It was crunched by the giants, two days ago," Noah's body guards told him whilst wheeling him forward to the the vandalized building.

"Take a look around, sir," the bodyguard said, "other homes were destroyed as well. The giants were will and uncontrollable. They killed a lot of people."

"I don't care how many people died, damnit!" Noah roared, wanting so badly to connect his fist to the man's face. Because it was he
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