The question stayed in the air, the words he spoke persisted for a long time and gathered the dense Aether in the air, impressing his will upon them.
It was a question, but it was undoubtedly an order. One that the gods would find it impossible hard to deny, for the words of the God King carried authority that could compel all things, both the living and the dead, animate and inanimate.
It was a power unique to Golgoth that made him such a powerhouse, and placed the reaches of his power to be inestimable.
Except for Minerva who made no gesture, the rest of them opened their palms, and a series of Runes so complex and dense it appeared solid hovered above their palms.
