Between the boundaries of the planes, two powerful existences were facing each other.
"Faniya, you should be clear about the meaning of your actions!"
"You are provoking the Underworld as a representative of the Gods!" the deep voice warned from behind the large palm.
The glow of the moonlight was faint, but it carried enormous power.
"I do not represent the Gods. This is merely a private matter."
"If the Underworld wants to interfere, then I won't mind recreating the savage war from those years once more."
The Moon Goddess' voice was very gentle, but it was awe-inspiring!
She was a very low-key God, to the point that people sometimes forgot how powerful she was!
The owner of the large palm remained silent at the thinly veiled threat.
After some time, he slowly muttered, "You won't get the result you want. You should know that."
