Echo, Lisa, and Adeu stood together, having just emerged from the portal. In front of them were a hundred other chosen, and the three main true gods:
Pharnavaz, the god of death, with his dark, imposing presence.
Enero, the god of happiness, with his long yellow hair, golden kimono, and radiant wings.
and lastly Ingomar, the god of fame, exuding an aura of grandeur.
"We are here… the land of the dead," Adeu whispered to his friends. "Lisa, you will help us sneak out when the time is right. Echo, are you sure about this?"
Echo chuckled. "Stop asking me over and over. Yes, I'm sure. Now shut up."
Adeu sighed, smiling. "Alright then."
They walked with the gods as Enero began speaking in his slow, melodic voice. "We are currently in the safest territory of the land of the dead."
