Kai was sitting on the cold dirt, his eyes locked on the grotesque heap of flesh and entrails that had been Elmyra only minutes ago. The metallic stench of blood hung heavy in the air, seeping into his lungs with every breath. Her once divine presence had been reduced to little more than butchered remains, a mockery of what she had once represented.
"Not only have the Calamities been unleashed, but Goddess Elmyra is dead as well…" His voice was neutral, calm in a way that seemed almost unnatural, yet beneath the even tone lurked a faint note of irritation — like he was less disturbed by the horror of the scene and more by the inconvenience it represented.
"Do you really think she was the Goddess of the Elves?" Mei asked skeptically, her voice sharp, as if testing the weight of the claim. Her eyes flickered toward the blood-soaked remains, the so-called divinity now reduced to nothing more than meat on the floor.
