"I'll be going now." Demeter chuckled and vanished. She knew that although she got the upper hand in this battle, Poseidon wasn't a god to be underestimated.
In a real battle, she would lose miserably. At long range, she had a slight advantage but Poseidon was a combat god and an elder god, a position much higher than hers.
However, sucking his stats had improved her strength massively. A gain that came along with keeping Cristian alive.
'Mn. Does he really take me for a messenger? I should inform him of the mayhem he's about to bring to himself. Men, what a reckless bunch!'
Demeter thought of this while sitting on the throne in her domain.
Trespassing into Poseidon's territory was indeed daring and it might have escalated to someone beyond her control but she needed strength.
Her choices were all good but she needed a game-changer. Someone who could frighten her enemies just at the mere utterance of his name.
