Space fell silent for a moment.
Many listening in thought they had heard wrong, even Atticus.
A burning had been issued against Atticus. Eldoralth was basically a sworn enemy to the Redflames. He had killed Kale, the viscount's son.
But… had this god, Kale's brother, really just invited himself over for… tea?
Ozeroth scoffed, but remained silent. He hadn't forgotten his promise to Atticus, and he was nothing if not a man of his words.
"He really talks too much." Whisker, instead, whispered to Atticus. Though with the beings currently present, he might as well have said it with a megaphone.
Everyone heard, and the temperature in space spiked even more. The warrior behind Nerrot gripped his sword tighter, holding himself back from cutting down this blasphemous being.
The wall of warriors weren't different.
A bright crimson light radiating from them had begun to engulf space, the heat rising by the moment.
