Swish!
Indra slowly opened his eyes.
For an instant, he felt as if he was nearly gone, his mind a blank.
It was truly terrifying!
However, he seemed to be alright, and the Trishula had vanished. Mahadeva must have calmed down and withdrawn.
"That was close!"
As Indra thought this, a head popped in front of him.
It was none other than the excited face of Fire God Agni!
Agni's face was full of surprise, almost close enough to touch as he shook his head and gazed at him with joy, raising his arms.
"We're alive, we survived!"
Fire God Agni was almost moved to tears, overwhelmed with emotion.
"Indra!"
"O great wielder of the Vajra Pestle, son of strength!"
Agni's hands were raised high when suddenly, with a booming sound, countless sparks ignited behind him. They soared into the sky, bursting into a beautiful display of fireworks like silver trees in bloom.
