Gavin never put his guard down, but Ahriman's counterattack came swiftly. It was strong and filled with enough hate that it made him feel like he was dying.
Before even the dust cloud cleared away, a gigantic fist emerged from within it, hitting Gavin's small body, and sent him flying.
He crashed in the desert and tumbled for several hundred meters before coming to a complete stop.
"Damn that hurt," Gavin muttered as he tried to prop himself up from the shifting sands, which were as hot as coals. "I'm starting to regret coming here."
Although he said that he was starting to regret coming to the World of Hestia, that was just him complaining about the pain. He would not allow one of his only two believers to be bullied by a God, no matter how powerful they were.
Gavin scanned his surroundings and noticed that he and Ahriman were no longer in the Elun Empire where William was fighting against Felix.
