Rainbows earn their brightest colors in the storm.
The thief had turned into a woman.
While speaking that Zane's trail hadn't ended.
The golden hair remained the same and all the eyes were glued to her.
Even females couldn't take their gazes off the thief.
Zane Atlas won't be able to resist this. I am not sure why I chose to be a man in the first place. It doesn't matter.
The thief was ready to meet Zane again.
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In Xaveir's basement.
Zane made his entry and the first thing he met was his sister.
Milo came running towards him.
She hugged him.
"I was worried." She said.
Zane patted her head.
"Don't be. Nothing will happen to me."
They came to the center of the basement and Zane locked eyes with everyone present.
"People," he said. "I brought weapons for you all. Take whatever you like. No fighting. Make yourselves accustomed to them."
Everyone nodded.
Zane turned to Draxus and the man dumped all the weapons Hena brought in the middle of the floor.
