Chapter 42

The sight of someone who's face had the perfect resemblance with the King of hell mouth who everyone already termed to be Krutch, stood, his head high up in the eye as they interlocked with that of the king of hell mouth.

Their gaze spoke of utter disgust of each other with the king's face squeezed tightly with all the disdain that he could muster.

And his hands remained clenched tightly

"Is this your grand plan? To cause confusion?" For the first time since they knew the king of hell mouth, his voice was heard squeezing through his lips.

"No! Crutch! I'm just helping someone achieve what I should have done a long time ago and you know it!" Replied Krutch, his stance strong.

"Seems keeping you prisoners wasn't enough for you! I should have locked you up in one of those underground jails!" Crutch words deepened with hatred with every word that he spoke.

Hearts raced as people's faces kept on racing from the two men that confronted each other.

Weakbones stood, his lips still far apart
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