"I am Yar-Anar. The one betrayed by the Gods, and the one who will take revenge against them."
Marcus jolted back in shock. 'So this… this is the God I must kill.'
Despite the voice coming from in front of him, Marcus could not see any body that it could possibly belong to. Oddly enough, the voice came from in front of him, yet there was an orchestra of accompanying sounds all around him, the source of which he was unsure of. Perhaps it all came from the God, or perhaps each sound was caused by an individual creature.
"How am I here? I was in the capital, in the Inner City, and then…"
"Then you collapsed. Do not fear, no harm will come to you. I'm sure your friends will take care of you. And besides, this was not meant to be something to make you vulnerable, I assure you."
"Why should I believe that? Why should I believe anything you tell me?"
