The anticipation within the god's island is glooming, every god present had a worried expression within them, war is not a thing they are willing to undertake now, if possible they would avoid it by all means
"God of heaven come out here and explain to me why you trespass the rule of the alliance, going against the concluded contract" Michael's voice boomed through the entire god's island as his figure stepped out of the space tear he had made to reach here
"Show some respect, Michael, we are still celestial and not some random gods you go about humiliating, divinity runs through our veins like your kind"
"Are you by any means referring to our race been lesser than you lot, it true we ain't true celestial but that didn't make us any lesser than you gods, we rival you in strength and skills, ability-wise we still are at a balance and even possibly stronger than most of you, so I don't see any reason I should show much of a respect to those that didn't deserve it"
