CHAPTER SIXTEEN
No way,” said Captain Galaxy. She kept looking from Kyra to the Spirit and back again, her eyes wide and unbelieving. “There’s no way Kyra can be the Dread God’s daughter. She doesn’t even look like him.”
“She doesn’t look much like the Spirit, either,” Hypno pointed out. “Perhaps the Spirit is lying and she actually kidnapped Kyra.”
“No, Mommy is my Mommy and Daddy is my Daddy,” Kyra insisted. “I’m like all kids. I have a mommy and a daddy. Daddy isn’t very nice, but he’s still my daddy. Why do you find it so hard to believe? You people are weird and silly, mostly weird.”
“Could be a joke,” said Bolt, stroking his chin. “Or a troll job. I mean, I don’t know if gods engage in trolling, but—”
“I am telling the truth,” said the Spirit, her voice as serious as ever. “Kyra
