Hamarum was busy sorting out alliances and the more political issues of the Celestials when one of the deputies knocked on his door. “What is it, Comet?” He sighed. Comet, a tall male with long, grey hair, which was now braided, entered the room. “..It’s your son, Hamarum.” He mumbled. “..What?” Hamarum looked over. Comet approached and whispered something. Hamarum tensed, a sudden look of dismay in his endless white eyes. “.. Take him to his room. I do not want him near the others. We are at times where I do not even trust my own people anymore. You are one of the few of our kind that have been here almost as long as I, Comet. Do not wrong me. “ Comet nodded briefly and hurried on out. Hamarum decided on doing something he rarely ever did, and that was something not even Comet or Dwight would’ve ever dreamed of him doing. He decided that the enemy had gone too far. Tonight, he would be heading down to Earth to participate in the battle himself. e

thEy madE dWiGHts dAd mAd hES gOnna hIt Them wiTH lIGhTNING

iF He’s oKay uNdEr DwiGHt’s tERms hE wOnt kILl hIM.

ok hamarums mindset is basically “if my son gets along with him, he’s probably a good guy. “

xD yeah