"I gave you a chance, you didn't seize it, so don't blame me."
With this thought in mind, Herbert slowly raised his head, looking earnestly at the God of Sand and Stone, and respectfully asked:
"You who govern the sands and rocks, I have answered many questions of yours. Now, may I request you to answer one question for me?"
"Please tell me."
"If, when the actions of the divine no longer qualify them to be called divine, then what are they at that time?"
"Would they still receive the awe of mortals?"
"Or would they face the blades pointed at them?"
As the words fell, the atmosphere between the two that had been somewhat calm instantly turned incredibly sombre.
The God of Sand and Stone naturally understood the hidden true meaning behind Herbert's words—an overt threat.
Herbert was almost done playing, openly threatening the God of Sand and Stone.
If you can't act decently, then I'll make you.
"Ha ha, ha ha ha!"
