|| ASHER's POV ||

Alpha Gerrat stood in front of me confidently, his hand reaching out for something in his bag. I could see Darius reaching out for his sword from the corner of my eyes. We didn't trust these guys and Darius was well prepared.

I waited as he pulled out something from his bag, a blue water bottle. It made us dumbstruck for a second before Gerrat spoke with a malicious grin,

" Let me represent the cursed water of our ancient god, the precious treasure of my kingdom."

We all stood up with a gasping sound, staring hard at the bottle in his grip. Darius barked at...