"Good job, Sun," a woman spoke to the man who called himself the Chair. "Shiva should suffer a harsh time. If not, then we will have problems."
"Do we have to do this, Gaja?" Sun asked. "Shiva is an ancient Magus who can alter reality itself. If she alters all physical things around her, then it's going to be a big problem for us."
"It's not," Gaja replied, looking at the darkening skies. "It will give us more time to prepare for his arrival."
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Sun asked. "If you were to summon another Ancient Magus, then it will be a bigger trouble."
"There are three heroes that helped the Holy Knights banish the Dark Lord," Gaja danced around the building. "Merlin the Hope, Shiva the Reality, and Him the Catastrophe."
Sun nodded. "Our clan has served Him for countless generations. Merlin's freedom and Shiva's revival can only mean that we should also summon Him. That's what we believe in."
