As Nefaria had mentioned before, what she thought of seemed blasphemous to her, and now that she said it out loud, it indeed was.
It was blasphemous because it would put the life of their husband in danger.
Well, somewhat.
He wouldn't die per se but to fix all the damages that might happen due to them wanting to topple the balance would take a really long time.
By long, it meant billions of years.
Most of the Goddesses understood what Nefaria had just said, but there were some who weren't the sharpest like Lumina.
Nefaria sighed and explained, "Simply put, we'll refrain from interfering and let everything happen on its own. In an even simpler way, think of it like a worker's strike in a service related company."
"Everything will be working, but with the worker's on a strike, if there are some faults, the customers cannot seek the service of the company and would need to resort to fixing things on their own."
