"Are you sure you want to do that?"
Just when the legendary gods began to gather energy to shatter the dark, illusory spell they were trapped in, the darkness began to hastily dissipate.
"No, no! You're supposed to say, 'Are you sure about that'!?" shouted a new yet familiar voice without any distortion.
"Right… Sorry for ruining that," chuckled the warped voice.
The legendary gods found themselves back where they once were, just outside of Glacier Keep's entrance. However, there were now two more people standing beside the rapier-wielding swordsman.
Assuming a portion of control over the situation, Jack sighed, "Oh well… No use in crying over spilled milk or wasted memes… I assume you all have had your fun?"
Sensing the playful yet condescending tone, Torian squinted at Jack. "So you've made him a god, big deal. What's stopping us from--"
"Us four."
"... Four?"
