Chapter 88: THIRD POV.
"Hehehe, yes, I'm afraid the person you're looking for isn't here, ma'am's... So if it's not too much, could you let us go—" he said, his voice cracking slightly.
He tried to bow his head respectfully, hoping that a little bit of politeness would save their lives.
But his heart dropped into his stomach when he saw the expressions on both their faces turn from boredom to pure displeasure.
The air suddenly felt ten degrees colder, and the water around the giant shark seemed to grow still and heavy.
"Who are you calling ma'am!" they both yelled at him at the exact same time.
Douglas felt as if his soul had literally left his body. Facing their unified aggression was like standing in front of a tidal wave.
He stumbled back, nearly tripping over the fat man's legs, his hands shaking hard.
' The nerve of these humans... How can Jacob be from the same race as these revolting lot...' Persephone thought inwardly.
