"Apologies, but I need Eldrian over here." Ziraili stated, her tone definite. It was clear that she would brook no arguments on the matter.
And yet, as she reached for Eldrian's shoulder, someone appeared between them. A dwarf. One covered in flames. The heat emanating from him was on the same level as the magma... was. The magma, much like most things inside the room, had evaporated upon Ziraili's appearance.
"Lady Ziraili." Amnur said, cautious. Naturally he was. This was the first time he ever met a god in the flesh. At most, he had talked to a few in the realm of souls. Like the magic abyss, the easiest realm to access while living.
Boran, naturally, was struggling to understand what was going on. However, he knew that the lady who had suddenly appeared inside the forge was no ordinary person. The power that had escaped from her body, for just a second, had been enough to nearly kill him.
