As the flames shined brighter, the temperature around the courtyard increased exponentially and all of the mortals backed off.
Strangely, the fire did not produce any smoke.
Mithras then exclaimed, "I have never, ever said that Olympus and the Yunanite are servants of the devil."
"I demand an explanation." Mithras turned to all of the priests in the courtyard.
No one dared to speak, and he instead harrumphed and ordered, "No one is offering an explanation? Then, you all are demoted from being magi(1). Scram."
The mortals all ran out of the temple and only the three gods were left.
"I will hear it directly from that traitor king Arsak." Mithra glared at them and declared, "I shalln't let you go until this injustice is cleared."
"Our dealings with Olympus back then were clear enough, and we all promised we wouldn't bother the expansions of your realm if you didn't meddle with ours."
He continued, "We ended up being the ones breaking these dealings. I apologize deeply."
