Calm, quiet, somber, and cold, like a dark river quietly flowing deep within the earth.
"Who are you?" Luo En asked.
"Ereshkigal."
The goddess held a lantern of eerie blue in one hand and grasped a gun scythe formed of red thunder in the other, answering proudly.
"The mistress of the earth and the Netherworld?"
Luo En's face showed surprise and doubt, seemingly intimidated by the name that symbolizes terror and death, instinctively stepping back to increase the distance.
"Don't be nervous, I have no ill will," the goddess explained in a deep voice, "Siduri sent me to help you."
"Help me?"
"Yes, to help you escape that crazy woman's entanglement and take you away from her clutches."
Ereshkigal answered earnestly, her words filled with disdain and contempt for her sister.
"If you don't believe me, I have proof left by Siduri."
Saying that, Ereshkigal tossed out a clay tablet engraved with a cuneiform divine pattern, preserving Siduri's divine aura.
So that's how it was.
