With the lingering awe of the fire phoenix's departure still in my heart, I followed Zane's lead, making my way back to the grand hall of the gods' palace. Our steps echoed through the marble corridors, a symphony of anticipation as we sought out our fellow gods.
As we entered the kitchen, the tantalizing aroma of freshly baked bread greeted us. Brod stood at the counter, his hands expertly layering slices of ham and cheese between the golden crusts. A mischievous grin tugged at the corners of his lips as he caught sight of us.
"Ah, there you are!" He exclaimed, his voice booming with jubilation. "Just in time for my masterpiece. The ultimate sandwich!"
Zane chuckled, leaning against the kitchen island. "Brod, I must say your culinary skills are as impressive as your strength."
Brod waved a hand dismissively, a self-satisfied twinkle in his eyes. "Oh, it's nothing compared
