"Your death, probably," Morpheus said, his tone angry.
"Oh, the previous commander of Agartha. You and your temper haven't changed even a little," Zaria chuckled, "But I would like to see it changed when I let you see your sister and your nephew. That young eagle has a truly powerful divine blood, even stronger than his mother."
Morpheus was about to say more, but Evanthe held his hand to stop him and stepped ahead to talk. "Zaria, we are here to talk so we can solve the situation."
Zaria chuckled. "My dear Evanthe. Why do you want to be a god for everyone? Always ready to make a deal. But…are you even in a position now? I am the ruler here and no one makes a deal with me," Zaria declared. "I only pass orders and decide the destinies of others. And trust me, I have planned the best ones for you arrogant ones."
