"Snake, would you mind creating a barrier so Zeus and I could duke it out?" Odin inquired politely, glancing at the red-haired woman who spectated the showdown with a bored expression.
"Would you stop calling me a snake?" She protested, pouting. "I'm the leader of the Holy Land, for fuck's sake. Diya, The Blood Queen!"
"Snake," said Vesto, the leader of the Shimmering Dragons. Watching such banter, the leaders of a few powerful mid-rank clans couldn't help but shake violently in their boots, wondering if they would perish.
A single flick of the Divine Rankers' wrist would render them dead.
"Watch it, Vesto, or I'll clip your fake dragon wings off," Snake–Diya, threatened, baring her fangs as she leaned forward, summoning a pair of tweezers cloaked in heavenly light. "And you're one to talk. Your parents named you Vesto, as a female!"
