Chapter 70 Khonsu.

Chapter 70: 70 Khonsu.

We were still in the gym when a shadow covered the entire house.

"Bosss!!" Psyren’s panic from the dinning was the first thing I heard as me and Glacia ran for her.

We reached her just in time to see the shadowy cloud envelope the windows to dining room too.

"Sir, what is happening?" Glacia asked from my side.

"I have no idea." I managed to choke out as we all faced each other, confused until Rhea burst in.

"Hey, Miles?"

I glanced up. What now?

Rhea stood in the doorway, the dog-girl looking distinctly uncomfortable.

"Yeah? You got an explanation for this?"

"The Octoporian detected something in the darkness outside. Looks like a hero."

Finally.

I pushed myself to my feet, then stopped halfway. "Hold on. The Octoporian can detect things?"

"That was literally the first thing I installed," Rhea said, with just enough reproach in her tone to make me feel like I’d failed a very basic test. "I was planning to use it for it’s self-drive mode, actually. That way, anything hostile flying toward it could be shot down before it got close."

"Gee, bossman." Psyren asked, immediately locking onto me with an unnervingly focused stare. "You got an Octoporian now?"

I rubbed my forehead. "No one’s got an Octoporian."

"But sir," Glacia said, standing as well, "surely you must. A wea would provide an excellent defensive measure, while simultaneously increasing the overall value of the property."

"And honestly," Psyren added, sliding close enough that her voice brushed my ear, "it is kinda... insanely hot. We could totally have sex on top of it. Hell, you could level a city with it. Tell me that’s not romantic, boss." Her tongue grazed my earlobe, her body pressing against my back. "I’d be willing to do all sorts of very naughty things for a man who gave me a gesture like that..."

For one dangerously brief moment, I could actually picture it.

Then I remembered that having sex atop a weapon capable of leveling cities was generally the sort of thing reserved for unstable dictators and whatever the BSA got up to when nobody was watching.

No. Absolutely not.

I didn’t need a weapon like that.

That wasn’t the kind of villain I was. Freelancers didn’t operate on that level. The collateral damage alone made weapons like that prohibitively expensive, which was why only the Order and a handful of major players could afford toys with that kind of firepower.

More importantly, I had no interest in painting a giant target on my back.

The moment I started carrying around a weapon capable of leveling buildings, some twitchy hero or ambitious idiot would decide that taking me out before I could use it was the smart move.

"No weapons of mass destruction," I said firmly.

I motioned toward Divina, using my magnetic abilities to lift the heroine by the metal restraints I’d wrapped around her.

"Look, I’ve got this to deal with. I’ll be back."

"Fine," Psyren muttered, her lips twisting into a pout. "You sure you don’t need me to fry whoever’s brain it is out there?"

"What were the rules if I trained you?" I asked the psychic pointedly.

Psyren pouted and, with a dramatic sigh like HR was having her read a confidentiality agreement, said, "No using my powers on you. No using my powers outside of work unless my life’s in danger. And we hate vegans."

"Exactly." I said, hand on the doorknob. "Relax, I got this covered."

As soon as we reached outside the night was engulfed in stars. Remember checking the time before I left the house and seeing 9:46 AM.

But staring at the sky riddled with stars, and insects chirping away I could kinda already tell who this was.

Still waiting for him to make his dramatic and stretched out entrance, I headed towards the backseat of my car for Divina’s amulet and sword.

I then turned to stare at the moon. "Come on, man. I don’t have all day."

The moonlight suddenly blazed silver-white, drowning the entire lawn in an impossible light.

A towering figure descended from the heavens, robes billowing despite the complete absence of wind, his eyes glowing like star.

Most of his face was wrapped in this white sandy linen like something straight out of fiction.

He spread his arms.

"MORTALS! Tremble, for the night itself has descended upon your wretched little world!"

He paused dramatically.

"I AM KHONSU, LORD OF THE MOON, KEEPER OF THE NIGHT, AND—"

"Finn, could we not?" I stopped him before he could start his rant of how his godhood began, is going and will end. "Had a really long day."

Khonsu towered over me. Standing at about eight feet tall although he was never truly supposed to be human. "What do you want, Miles?"

I smiled. Unfortunately, me and Finn go way back to when he was first blessed with the gifts of the Egyptian Moon god, seems he’s really stepped into the role.

"Why’d you have to plunge my house in darkness?" I asked him honestly, knowing that wasn’t necessary at all.

"Dude, what do you want?" He said, exasperated. His arms had already dropped to his side.

I pointed at Divina. "She’s the one I called about. She came after me just as I was wrapping up a job," I explained.

"She is gagged," Khonsu observed.

"She wouldn’t stop talking," I said.

Finn sighed. I couldn’t really blame her. Mythics tended to avoid humans. Mostly because we were the cause of our own problems.

It was why the real gods unanimously decided to stay on their own plane a long time ago. Nothing like governments trying to pull you into a war for you get exhausted of Earth.

"Could you ungag her?"

I reached up and pulled the rag from the heroine’s mouth.

"Unhand me immediately!" Divina snapped. "Miscreant! I shall see you answer for this disgrace! Khonsu, finally someone with similar standing! Release me, and together we shall bring this wretched fiend to justice!"

"There," I said. "See what I mean?"

"I do."

Khonsu rubbed the back of his head as he approached Divina.

He came to a stop directly in front of her, posture straightening as his expression turned grim.

Above us, the overcast sky clashed, the sky had faded away leaving the clear distant planets and the nebula. Under different circumstances, I might have thought it was absolutely beautiful.

There was a reason Khonsu was one of the biggest names in Mythic, and it wasn’t simply because he could control time. The being understood the theatrical side of being a hero. He knew how to make an entrance unforgettable.

"Child!" Khonsu declared, his voice carrying with the booming authority that apparently came naturally to the divine. "Listen well! "I am Khonsu, Lord of the Moon, Keeper of the Night, Guardian of Travelers, Master of Time, and Judge of Those Who Dare to Walk Beneath My Sky! I came to this world to set right the injustices committed within it, and today, I have come to inform you that you have committed a grave error!"

Divine took an involuntary step backward, her eyes widening.

Well, that was useful. Mythological heroes tended to recognize their own kind when they encountered them. There was something instinctive about it, buried deep within their very essence.

And Finn was about as divine as you could get without technically being a god.

"But... but he was threatening the people," Divina said.

"And I will explain it all." He said before placing a hand on her shoulder. "But first, we must leave."

That was all it took before Khonsu’s robes covered her and shot up into the sky like a falcon and by the time I looked at my hands the sword and amulet was gone, and so was the night.