Canaan, Storm Temple.
Shiva and Yi Le, each with a broken arm, glared at each other in the grand hall and exchanged barbs:
"According to the agreement, we were supposed to jointly attack and divide Babylon. You Canaan Divine Race were too eager to take credit alone, and without waiting to meet up with us, rushed into the Babylonian Divine Era first. Such greed and recklessness deserve to be met with a tough challenge and a bloody head!"
"Don't speak so harshly. Canaan and Babylon were neighbors, and Enlil contacted us first. The situation was urgent, the battlefield ever-changing, and opportunities fleeting—what was wrong with us rushing there first? And, upon receiving the news, I immediately informed you. But you dawdled and took ages to arrive. I'm inclined to suspect you were waiting for us, the Canaan Divine Race and Babylon Divine Race to exhaust each other, then step in to reap the spoils opportunistically."
"Excuses can't change the fact of your incompetence!"
