At the Hostess of Fertility, Mama Mia and her waitresses are also gathered around the screen, each expressing their concern and curiosity.
"Where is God Xin-Nyahh?" One of the waitresses asks, her tail swishing with anxiety.
"I also wanted to see him-Nyahh!" Another echoes, sharing the sentiment.
Mama Mia, with a serious expression, comments. "I hope the boy shows up soon, because this won't be easy..." Her voice carries a mix of concern, despite seeming serious.
In the reserved area for the gods, an opulent and elevated environment overlooking the battlefield, the atmosphere is charged with a mix of amusement, anticipation, and tension.
Each god and goddess, with their distinct personalities and interests, watches the War Game preparations attentively, commenting among themselves.
Apollo, with his usual air of superiority, laughs loudly to draw attention.
"Hahahahaha. Hestia and her family are brave, I'll give them that. But bravery alone won't win this game." His gaze briefly passes over the other gods, seeking approval or challenge.
Heimdall, beside Apollo with a forced look of disinterest, comments dryly. "You don't even need to talk about it..."
However, his eyes remain fixed on the screen, betraying his curiosity.
Freya, with an enigmatic smile, leans forward, her eyes sparkling with interest. "Don't underestimate your opponents so easily, Apollo. And God Xin have a tendency to surprise us as always." Her voice is soft, but carries a weight that draws glances from other gods.
Loki, with a sharp laugh, adds. "It's going to be a good spectacle! Let's see if the midget's children can give us a good show!" S
he claps with a mischievous expression, clearly delighting in the prospect of chaos, but deep down she wanted to see Xin and was almost asking Hestia where he is, but her pride prevented her from doing so.
Meanwhile, Hestia, a little distant from the others, looks at the screen with an expression of concern and hope. She murmurs a prayer, almost inaudible, but laden with emotion.
"Please, let Xin show up soon!" Her voice is a low whisper.
And so, with each god and goddess immersed in their own thoughts, desires, and games, the stage is set for the War Game. Their conversations and disputes reflect the drama that is about to unfold below, a drama in which they most entertained themselves in their infinite lives.
In the War Game itself, the two families, Apollo and Heimdall, are positioned within their respective castles, their imposing fortifications casting threatening shadows over the terrain.
All their soldiers, wearing the colors and insignias of their family, move with a mix of determination and confidence. For them, the game is more than a competition; it is a demonstration of power and a prelude to an anticipated massacre.
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