The lich smiled again, the corpse’s bloated lips splitting into a rotten grin. “Don’t you recognise me, Sebastian? I’d think you would, after all the effort you and Apollo put into executing me. Afraid it didn’t stick. Not like the axe did when I split your brother’s skull.” “Atreus,” Sebastian said, his voice soft, but his grip on his weapon tightening. Helena stared in horror. Kaine’s father was still alive?
