Erinyes Game
You won’t be able to take one of Aphrodite’s knives. At the same time, you whip out the machete on your hip.
The next moment, all you see is red.
Blood spurts from Aphrodite’s neck and from your chest. Together, you collapse onto Aphrodite’s bed, looking into each other’s eyes as the life fades from them.
“Maybe it’s…better this way,” wheezes Aphrodite, unable to breathe through the machete lodged in her neck.
You chuckle, every little movement making your body ache. “Do you th-think Hades is…mad at us now? He doesn’t get a-a winner, after all.”
The both of you struggle to laugh through the knives obstructing your breathing.
You barely register Aphrodite taking your hand, giving a weak squeeze. Blood is on both of your hands. Your vision swims with red, and the last thing you see is Aphrodite’s smile.
At least Hades wouldn’t get what he wanted.
The next moment, all you see is red.
Blood spurts from Aphrodite’s neck and from your chest. Together, you collapse onto Aphrodite’s bed, looking into each other’s eyes as the life fades from them.
“Maybe it’s…better this way,” wheezes Aphrodite, unable to breathe through the machete lodged in her neck.
You chuckle, every little movement making your body ache. “Do you th-think Hades is…mad at us now? He doesn’t get a-a winner, after all.”
The both of you struggle to laugh through the knives obstructing your breathing.
You barely register Aphrodite taking your hand, giving a weak squeeze. Blood is on both of your hands. Your vision swims with red, and the last thing you see is Aphrodite’s smile.
At least Hades wouldn’t get what he wanted.
