"Here is what we've decided," Ušumgallu tells us. "We will work with you, Van and Daji." His brothers and sister all nod vehemently.
Elated, I have to refrain from doing a cartwheel into the fire.
We pulled this off. We did it. We won their cooperation. And we're all still alive and in one piece. I don't know why I'm so surprised--but I've only been dealing with gods on a regular basis, knowingly that is, for three months. I've only started to learn how to wheel and deal. It's been a baptism by fire (sometimes literally.)
Daji clasps her hands together in a prayerful position of gratitude. "Thank you. May the House of Tiamat be blessed even though Tiamat herself is no longer with us."
"We want vengeance in her name," Kusurikku roars.
