While the medallion had indeed been forged by a goddess, Gilrut astutely discerned the purpose of the runes etched upon it with a single glance. Michael couldn't help but be impressed by the orc's talent; he had a hunch that Gilrut's abilities rivaled those of Elidyr himself. However, the question Gilrut posed caught Michael off guard.
"What are you talking about?" Michael responded, feigning ignorance and avoiding any revelation of his divine nature. It wasn't time to disclose his godly status to Gilrut.
Yet, Gilrut appeared unwavering in his certainty.
"This medallion... it's for suppressing a god's aura. And you are wearing it..."
"What's happening there? What's Gilrut saying?" Pink's voice crackled through the earpiece.
Observing the unyielding confidence in Gilrut's eyes, Michael realized there was no fooling the orc.
