A few moments after he recalled the Wolfen war, Evan's senses picked up on a small surge of Divinity, and with widened eyes, he turned towards the source—Arthur.
"Aren't you supposed to be a godslayer? How the heck do you have Divinity?!"
Divinity was the signature energy of the god race, so Evan felt that a godslayer should NOT have that power and instead, have something that could negate it.
But Arthur just looked at him with a raised brow, realisation flashing in his eyes before he explained.
"My dad's a god. It makes perfect sense for me to have Divinity."
"Wait, your dad's a god?! And you're a godslayer??"
Arthur silently used magic to isolate the sound of their conversation, otherwise, everyone on the bustling street would have heard Evan's loud voice.
"Yes, he is. The cosmos was playing a practical joke on the god race, making the Progenitor of their slayer be a kid of one of them."
