"A bone gets thrown at you and you lunge at it like a dog," walking out the silver door, Athenia's shimmering body blinded the priestess for a spell. Covering her eyes, Erika tried to slowly adjust to her radiance, but before that could happen, Athenia brushed her hand to the side and threw the priestess out of her own dream. "Where's the faith in humanity? That bristling fire strong enough to burn their foes with their gods marching in their hearts!"
"It died along with the true gods, and what's left are their children too hungry for power yet not deserving in the least!" His voice echoing with the angelic choir shattered Athenia's radiance like glass.
Glancing up at the dead man, the goddess of mockery scoffed and rolled her eyes. Moving a few steps forward with her hands elegantly striding, a devious smile tugged her lips as she hurled him a grim reminder.
