The void that served as a meeting place for the gods crackled with energy as Umbra Blade stepped through the portal, her presence commanding yet still. Her silver eyes scanned the assembled gods, each one radiant with an unimaginable power, their forms a blend of celestial beauty and raw might. For but a moment, they paused; the gazes narrowing before a chorus of mocking laughter erupted.
"You must be one foolish servant," taunted a god in shining gold armor, his voice held in contempt. "To waltz into the heart of power alone, armed with nothing but arrogance."
Others joined the chorus, their chuckles booming across the void.
"So much pride on a single blade!" bellowed another, his face hidden behind an eternal whirlpool of stars.
But before their mockery could swell further, a voice rang out from their ranks, sharp and cutting through the cacophony.
