The words should be nothing against their burning power, but still strikes them with a chill as much as a most powerful Miracle could.
They answered this--!
...unless they did not?
Monzun stops.
With the tentativeness of a new stream breaking off from a river as spring cracks through ice:
"What?"
It dawns that no, they did not. They've spoken of Lethys' territory and his people. They have not spoken of Lethys himself.
There is a strange sensation, somewhere. An echo of how it feels when they'd been too desperate for too long, and their most loyal had collapsed to their deaths at the Temple they should have been safest serving at. (There are not enough doing so here for that, though, even when they stretch their senses to quickly check again.)
"I will do nothing," they say finally. "Without Nemesis, I have no reason to war with you. Or...anything else?" Monzun adds uncertainly. They still don't understand what he's expecting, if he doesn't believe they'll simply blow his Temple away.
Almost entirely oblivious, even to Lethys shouting, Sweetheart is bouncing on her feet a little. See, see, Laetes? Is that any better?
--But at the name 'Nemesis,' her eyes flick back up and her own teeth flash. What? What about him? Monzun sinks from the sky to tap a pat over her back--it is nothing, nothing at all.
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Date: 2025-03-23 09:28 pm (UTC)They answered this--!
...unless they did not?
Monzun stops.
With the tentativeness of a new stream breaking off from a river as spring cracks through ice:
"What?"
It dawns that no, they did not. They've spoken of Lethys' territory and his people. They have not spoken of Lethys himself.
There is a strange sensation, somewhere. An echo of how it feels when they'd been too desperate for too long, and their most loyal had collapsed to their deaths at the Temple they should have been safest serving at. (There are not enough doing so here for that, though, even when they stretch their senses to quickly check again.)
"I will do nothing," they say finally. "Without Nemesis, I have no reason to war with you. Or...anything else?" Monzun adds uncertainly. They still don't understand what he's expecting, if he doesn't believe they'll simply blow his Temple away.
Almost entirely oblivious, even to Lethys shouting, Sweetheart is bouncing on her feet a little. See, see, Laetes? Is that any better?
--But at the name 'Nemesis,' her eyes flick back up and her own teeth flash. What? What about him? Monzun sinks from the sky to tap a pat over her back--it is nothing, nothing at all.