Clearing his throat lightly, the God of Sky already anticipated the worst when he uttered his next words, "I will be visiting my Sanctum to get some research done. There is no need to worry. I will return within a few short days."
The heavy silence in the room erupted into a storm that threatened to swallow his person whole, as each deity present began to shout their questions at him. Their voices reflected their discontent towards Sky for harboring secrets. It was evident that he didn't trust them, they claimed!
Sky could feel a throbbing migraine form next to the corner of his eye. This was honestly not how he wanted this conversation to go.
The God of Air's voice was nearly shaking with anger as he bit out sharply, "For what reasons are you going to the Sanctum?! That place is a tourist trap now! There's absolutely no reason for you to be there, unless you were planning to enter the Mortal Realm."
