Coming Back

Charles had lost all his dignity. How could he do that? He was just about to start cursing and make his way back to shore. Lucille kicked him back again. Did he really think that she was just messing with her? That she was just joking? Lucille sneered. "As I said, if you can't find it, don't even bother thinking about coming back on shore." In the distance, Howard saw what was going on and immediately flew into a rage. "You witch! Are you trying to rebel?" Lucille acted as if she had heard nothing, but her entire body was covered in a sharp aura. Her gaze was knifelike, and so were her eyebrows. She was arrogant and domineering, like the ruler of a nation. Her aura was powerful and full of pressure with the weight of a mountain. It made Howard freeze out of fear. He stopped and suddenly felt that his daughter was incredibly mysterious. She was decisive, bloodthirsty, and cold. She didn't seem like a weak little girl. She was more like a God of War emerging from a sea of blood. The atmo