The Gods convened in order to speak to Gavreel once more. The location where they t was a golden hall filled with splendor beyond imagining. Its appearance exceeded any architecture that mortals could dare to create. Within the radiant walls, Gods of different sizes and appearances were gathered en masse.
There were many Gods that mortals had no knowledge of. So had lazy and carefree disposition with no interest in fighting at all. Others were non-violent in nature with the steady belief of letting things run their natural course which ant even if they felt bad for mortals dying they wouldnt be the ones to interfere. The more kind-hearted Gods were the weakest ones and none could be considered Primary Gods, thus they were mostly powerless to act.
The strongest and smallest group among all the Gods were the ones who had lived since the ti of the Avarus Lupum. All of those particular Gods had a vested interest in Ira. They didnt fear him like they did Indras but saw him as a key to higher power. Once they had him they would be free to spend millennia peeling away each secret kept within his body. Sadly, it was a grave underestimation of their target due to a level of greed fitting for godly beings.
As the Golden chamber began to fill, the Gods who felt the strongest about their actions within the Mortal Realm rose to speak.
A man with aetherial beauty rose and spoke in a sonorous tone. His eyes were clear and blue while his brown hair swayed like fine silk.
There is no need to waste ti on small courtesies for ones such as us. The Avarus is on his way and will be cornered and captured soon.
Then why are we here? A horned man with deep blue skin asked. His face was rough and savage-like which matched his temperant but the speaker reacted as if it was ordinary.
Its doubtful that the Avarus will co along willingly. If he was to end up breaking another taboo, Divine Possession will be possible and descending to the Mortal Realm isnt out of the question.
Coward. A woman with silvery hair and eyes that matched spoke.
Are you unsatisfied with sothing, Kara?
Do you plan to pretend until the very end? How can you call yourself a God? Kara spoke with clear disdain but an old man next to her interrupted.
Kara, calm down. Due to his seniority, she chose to show him so respect.
Xandes sighed bitterly as he watched Kara visibly boil with anger. He wanted to say she was justified but there were things he had done that and things he planned to do that wouldnt allow him to act in such a hypocritical manner. At least, any more hypocritical than he already was as he supported the capture of Ira.
For so reason, Xandes couldnt help but glance at Ionus, the being who chose to release the moniker of a God and refer to himself as a chronicler of events.
Do you know how this will turn out, Ionus? Xandes asked himself.
In short... The speaker got back on track after seeing that no one would interrupt him further. We need to decide who will take on which role and if a more active approach is needed based on the report from a high-ranking Angel, Gavreel. The speaker gestured to his side and a milky-white light shined.
It was flashy, sure, but it was the highest summoning the Gods could enact. It essentially ant that a projection of Gavreel would be given an audience with the Gods. It wouldnt be her real body but the act was seen as an incredible honor was usually ant that the person receiving it would gain a higher rank as an angel.
As the light grew, sothing odd began to happen. Blotches of darkness began to pollute the light as if soone spilled drops of ink on a piece of parchnt. It was thoroughly unsettling to the Gods who watched it because it was sothing unknown to them. It was hard to explain how hostile most of the Gods were to things that were unknown. The root cause of their apprehension was their inability to accept they couldnt understand sothing. Hence, why most of the Gods who knew nothing of the Avarus wanted to capture Ira when they found his relationship with the Black Pillar.
What isthis? The Speaker was at a lost for words as the ceremony didnt go to plan.
A pitch-black blob began to form and as it took shape, a recognizable silhouette was ford. It was as if shadow ca to life as the outline of darkness resembled a humanoid figure with two faint yellow orbs that served as its eyes.
Who are you?! The Speaker bellowed with authority. No matter who it was, if their strength was below a Gods they would be compelled to answer if their souls didn't get destroyed first, that is.
Instead of answering, the shadow looked at its hands and then to the Gods.
So...this is the Divine Realm. Iras quiet statent echoed throughout the chamber.
Oddly, the Gods were silent as they were experiencing sothing that had never occurred before. An unknown presence appeared in the realm and even though the intruder didnt have a physical form it didnt subtract from the absurdity of what was happening.
Identify yourself! Xandes stood up and a burst of divinity rippled causing the shadow to dissipate before reforming.
You should know, right? All of you should know? Isnt that why youre gathered up here? Ira gave three questions in response with an indecipherable tone. You even let break all of those laws without saying a word. Though I guess you did leave so pretty big hints that you were paying attention.
The last of the Avarus Lupum!
So Gods gasped in surprise while others held relaxed smirks as if they were interested in the developnt occurring in front of them.
What happened to Gavreel you filthy cur? The Speaker asked grimly.
Dead. Ira gave a curt response while looking around the room.
The Divine Realm certainly had an imposing quality to it as even the floors looked stronger than any material in the Mortal Realm except Godsteel.
Yeah Ira nodded his head as he finished his evaluation of the chamber. Im going to kill you.
He spoke calmly without much rise in his tone so it didnt even register as a threat in the ears of the Gods but his next words changed that impression.
To the ones who want to hunt , it might be all of you or it may be only so of you, Im going to kill you.
Know your place you mortal filth! A God spat arrogantly but Ira continued on in a slightly chipper voice. You speak as if you have power but appear in the form of a projection.
You might think that its far-fetched for to make a statent like that but isnt the fact Im here in so form just amazing? You should be able to understand that I have the ability to make it this far so who knows what my limit is. Thats why I ask you to please think about this mont until I get to this place, and I promise will get here.
Idle threats serve no purpose, Avarus. If there is anyone you wish to protect itll be best if you sacrifice yourself for them and co along quietly. Xandes replied justly.
You...You look familiar. Ira ignored his words and the yellow eyes within the darkness seed to take in every little detail of Xandes body. In fact, a few of you look very familiar, just you especially old man.
Thats it! Ira shouted with a short laugh. Does the na Indras ring a bell?
Xandes, who boasted of a divine level of willpower, slightly trembled at the ntion of Indras. It was so incredibly faint that it was hard to spot but Kara witnessed it in perfectly.
Who are you?! The Speaker shouted in a fluster. His voice shook the walls due to the sheer power within it but none of the Gods were disturbed.
A father, a brother, a friend. He was one of those things, or rather, all of those things to . Ira spoke nostalgically. Gods took away everything he loved and the fact that there are so of you left alive bothers . So please wait for , Im begging you. Just wait for to arrive so I can eat every single fucking one of you bastards. Near the end of his sentence, Iras words beca a vicious growl, spat through clenched teeth and laced with venom.
Iras figure began to blur and he suddenly clicked his tongue. Looks like thats it.
He gave one last look to the Gods to show he thought nothing of them but his eyes stopped on Karas face.
Lauren? Ira tilted his head before he rembered the statue that was in front of the old Thynne Family Manor. Its appearance was almost identical to the woman who sat within the group of Gods. No, wait, thats not right...Kara Thynne?
Just as Ira called out her na, he disappeared leaving the Gods to briefly contemplate things.
This is an embarrassnt to all of us. A Goddess who clearly paid no heed to Iras threats spoke. I now see the need to capture that Avarus.
I agree but more importantly, it appears he knows of the taboos of the Mortal Realm. Luring him into breaking another will be harder than ever.
How exactly did a mortal gain knowledge of the laws that govern that realm?
The Gods who exterminated the Avarus didnt go around telling others about Indras ability to absorb the knowledge and mories of those he consud. It would obviously increase the number of those who wanted to use Ira to gain more power.
The Speaker noticed the dangerous direction of the conversation and hurriedly steered it away. Whatever the case may be, that Avarus has stained the dignity of the Gods and needs to face a swift punishnt. The Oracle in the Mortal Realm will no longer be able to communicate our desires to the Angels so well have to figure out another way to reach them.
No need, the highest-ranked Angels will have thods to reach out to us. Xandes chid in with a sharp look. His wise and impartial appearance that was shown previously was replaced with the hardened look of a godly and cold-hearted warrior.
Perhaps this was his true nature all along. Kara maintained a stoic face but reflected on what happened. It seed that the Avarus knew of her to so capacity and knew the na of her daughter which ant he likely ran across her family at so point. She wouldve never guessed that Ira was actually her great-grandson by way or marriage.
As for the taboos? We can have soone lure out the last Prival Beast and lead it to him. It won't be hard for us to do. There are countless ways to entrap the Avarus.
Once the Angels reach out to us, we must tell them to speed up their attack. It would be unfortunate if that Avarus found so way to escape.
Iras short interaction with the Gods only caused them to place more importance on him. It ant that the Angels would move faster. It was bad enough that Iras second attack would cause the soldiers and civilians to move more earnestly, but the Gods, who didnt rush Gavreel, would now tell the Angels to take a more active approach.
Angels could heal and relieve fatigue easily, cutting down a weeks delay to a day or two. Add in the fact that the words of higher ranked Angels had a charming effect on people who were already willing to risk their lives and what Ira had on his hands was a ss.
Unknowingly, Ira cut down the three weeks of preparation needed for the unified army needed to assemble to a asly three days, excluding the march to the Underground City.
Still, even if Ira knew he wouldnt change anything he did. Hed probably do sothing far more drastic in order to lessen the ti for the enemy approach even lower. His anger and contempt for the Gods who sought him out was imnse.
Randolph held a handkerchief in his hands that had the initials of Juliana Fairfax sewn into it. He knelt in front of an Angel with eight wings. Unlike Gavreel, it was clear he was a higher rank and his wings were covered with a golden luster. He stood as seven feet tall and his massive wings, even when folded, took up a large amount of space. As one looked at the Angel, the differences between him and Gavreel could be seen clearly.
After Gavreel had abruptly vanished she was quickly replaced by another.
In comparison, Gavreel appeared to be far more friendly than the Angel in front of Randolph who had an iron-like expression but the latter didnt seem to mind.
...Lord...Harith. Randolph trembled with rage at his own loss so he didnt notice just how unfriendly the Angel looked. Is there a way we can get Juliana back?
Desperation filled Randolphs voice which caused Harith to frown but he knew that the forr was an important asset to the Gods so he replied.
It is doubtful that Ira would have killed her but we wont be able to find her location. If you truly want to reach her you need to bring back a dozen individuals with pure hearts. Harith spoke as he looked down at Randolphs flinching figure.
What will you do with them? Randolph couldnt help but ask. He sensed that the answer was sothing he didnt want to hear but he needed to resolve his curiosity.
Theyll beco invaluable sacrifices that lead us closer to ridding this world of Ira. If you wish to save the one you love, difficult decisions like this one must be made. The ones chosen are but instrunts to allow the guidance of the Gods to reach us. Harith spoke softly but the cold look in his eyes seed to be ingrained permanently. And although he basically said he would be killing innocents, his words worked wonders on a physically and emotionally injured Randolph.
I...I understandLord Harith. Randolphs face darkened but he hadnt considered another option for a second.
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