"That's enough… Now back to business…"
Halmut took some deep breaths as he walked back to his seat. The other holy gods patiently waited while their eyes were glued to the distant wall. A body was embedded in the granite, groaning after taking such a beating. Naparn limply fell from the wall and sorely walked to his seat as well.
"Now… There are some things we must discuss," Halmut returned to the topic at hand. "Though we didn't end up with the enchantment key this time, at least we came out on top in this exchange. Which reminds me…"
Looking to the corpse atop the table, Halmut asked, "Who killed her?"
"It was Sterfen," Oosam calmly replied.
"Right… Then, Tralbok, you're magic should be cast first," ordered Halmut.
Tralbok nodded and got up from his seat, approaching the corpse. White, blinking lights surrounded his hand as Tralbok touched the hole in Sybin's neck. A few moments passed but, eventually, it started to reseal itself.
