We journeyed back to the realm of the gods. The weight of what had transpired began to sink in. We were weary from the battle, but also filled with a deep sense of satisfaction that we had prevailed. Despite the lingering sense of foreboding, we knew we had done what we could to protect our world.
We made our way back to the realm of the gods, gingerly walking through the familiar terrain of the divine land. The air was cool and refreshing, a stark contrast to the chaos and destruction we left behind in the human world.
As we approached the gates of the gods' realm, we were met with a sight that sent shockwaves through our tightly-knit group. The king of gods, his face twisted in fury, stood before us, his eyes burning with anger.
"What happened?" he asked, his voice thick with disappointment and concern.
We recounted the events that had led to us standing before him, our story spilling out in a chaotic jumble that mirrored the chaos we had left behind.
