Laz was still on his knees, staring up into the sky that seemed too small suddenly.
"What do we do now?" Ivana asked Maia, not knowing what else to say.
Maia didn't respond right away, herself now knowing what had just happened. It seemed as though the man was going to speak, but then his body was consumed by the emerald flames. While it seemed to spark something in her, at the same time it was distant as the memory didn't prick her as much as it seemed Laz.
No matter what though, this matter was more serious than she had imagined, god or not. The fact that the man couldn't even speak was a sign that there was some sort of seal upon him and a powerful one at that. Despite being alive for ten thousand years, she was still at a loss as to what to do with this.
