"It's just a name we gave to those damned spirit life forms." Elise Sands said dourly. "A fitting name for all the disgusting sound-based attacks they like to use. But the last time I checked, they didn't have any God level beings in their realm. Their strongest fighter was barely at Primal level a few thousand years ago. To think that a God had appeared in such a short amount of time… Something fishy is happening. They must have outside help."
"Outside help? A power that is capable of making Gods from Primals?" Elliot asked incredulously.
"No other explanation. Luck is absolutely out of the question. There is no way a Primal can achieve Godhood in such a short amount of time by just "luck"." Elise Sands said firmly. "Their realm also probably didn't have enough resources to support the ascension of a God."
"I see. So I ripped open the barrier between the Realm of Banshees and the Shadow Realm. That Banshee God is probably a new God, so…"
