For the first time since the fight began, Ogun felt a little nervous.
"What makes Primordials different from Gods? What makes High Gods different from lower Gods. What makes Gods different from mortals?" Wrath began by asking, still maintaining his position in midair.
Surrounded by sharp metal arrows that seemed like they would pierce him at any time, but kept under subjection by the red energy he controlled.
The question he asked was absurd, even for Ogun. What manner of comparison was he making?
Primordials. Gods. Mortals.
The difference between those three could be described as the same distance that existed between heaven and earth.
"What in tarnation are you talking abou-" Ogun attempted to question Wrath's audacious comparison.
However, before he could, Wrath raised his hand slightly, motioning to indicate he wasn't done with his words.
