The gloomy night sky covered the shimmering stars of the London sky, while Nikolai sat on a cold stone wall, taking slow breaths. His body screamed with pain from the fight with Honey Bear; it might have been the first time in months he suffered so much damage.
He closed his eyes and leaned back.
"I should head home soon, Leona will worry."
Nikolai couldn't remember the last time his bones and muscles ached so badly; the elder's punches penetrated to his marrow. He ignored the medic's advice to visit the hospital to have his bones set again; the hairline fractures would heal rapidly, thanks to his evil god's blood, anyway.
"But this is an issue right...?"
In his hand, the smartphone flashed with a message from the number from earlier—a message from the Silver clan.
"To think they would arrange a meeting with Sulley, somehow I don't like this."
