Sacrificing Witch, an Awakened, to the four gods. Baiting them. Studying them. Perhaps even seizing their Divine Mantles. As the thought took root in the minds of Deputy Commander Edward, Leonidas, Alexander, Arthas, and Orion, a visceral thrill—laced with pure dread—coursed through them.
"Witch thinks I can salvage a sliver of her soul from the gods," Commander Thresh said, his gaze sweeping over the group. He offered a rare moment of candor. "Truth is, I wouldn't bet on it."
"A demigod is just a demigod. To a true god, even the absolute strongest mortals are nothing but slightly larger ants." He paused. "Just like how a first stage demigod is nothing but a bug to Hulk and me. We could crush them without a second thought."
It was a brutal, despair-inducing truth. Leonidas and Arthas were currently at that exact first stage. The Commander's words were a slap to the face, violently stripping away their pride.
