"I do not expect it. You would have been killed," Monzun agrees.
Although they pause, and then grouse, shifting to hover over Sweetheart's head as a halo: "excepting the torment of my Creature after her capture. You should apologize for that eventually."
Without Laetes to distract her, the Leopard's attention continues flickering back and forth between both gods.
They consider this. Righteous... "I do, yes." (The more destructive part of their mind grumbles. They ignore him.)
Below them, a handful of mortals stand around. It's been a while since any were particularly impressed by the forest growing exponentially, but a few are still taking time chattering to each other, observing.
"The deaths of my homes and my people were miserable, Lethys. The land that was Nemesis' still isn't recovered by what we did to it warring over it."
Again, Sweetheart hears that name. Something important is happening, so this time she stays, crouching down, choking on a snarl that goes lower and lower until it rattles the leaves.
"Villages were reduced to nothing, not one child, not one structure remaining. Again and again. Do you desire to do that to me and mine?" they ask, voice almost quiet.
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Date: 2025-03-27 06:22 am (UTC)Although they pause, and then grouse, shifting to hover over Sweetheart's head as a halo: "excepting the torment of my Creature after her capture. You should apologize for that eventually."
Without Laetes to distract her, the Leopard's attention continues flickering back and forth between both gods.
They consider this. Righteous... "I do, yes." (The more destructive part of their mind grumbles. They ignore him.)
Below them, a handful of mortals stand around. It's been a while since any were particularly impressed by the forest growing exponentially, but a few are still taking time chattering to each other, observing.
"The deaths of my homes and my people were miserable, Lethys. The land that was Nemesis' still isn't recovered by what we did to it warring over it."
Again, Sweetheart hears that name. Something important is happening, so this time she stays, crouching down, choking on a snarl that goes lower and lower until it rattles the leaves.
"Villages were reduced to nothing, not one child, not one structure remaining. Again and again. Do you desire to do that to me and mine?" they ask, voice almost quiet.