"What are you trying to do, Beldathiel?" Mykel asked calmly as he stared at her with a straight face.
"You know exactly what I'm going to do. I don't want the same thing to repeat itself," Beldathiel answered and she looked serious about it.
"You want to kill them?" Mykel asked as he stood up and stood in front of Beldathiel. "I'm not going to stop you, go ahead," Mykel said as he grabbed Beldathiel's shoulders and slowly turned her around.
Everyone stared at Beldathiel and the dice that floated above her right hand. They had no idea what she was planning to do with the dice since they didn't know anything about the dice's power.
Beldathiel stared at them being clueless, and it made her feel a bit at ease.
"If it's a big number, all the Gods and Goddesses in this room will die. If it's a small number, I will die," Beldathiel said out loud and everyone was still having no idea what she was saying.
"Good, now throw it," Mykel whispered into her ear.
