My team of grave diggers are having to run buckshot in an effort to rein her in. That’s a tall order, especially when the Keres have the backing of the other lesser gods. Her boss, Perses, is doing whatever he can to get me to fight–specifically me–but I have no idea why.
Someone’s taking notes, though.
We either stop her or we watch the fabric of reality shred. That’s the gig I was created for, and I’m damn good at it.
If it were only me dealing with it, I’d be loving life, but now that I have a team to worry about, things are more confused. To be fair, if I didn’t have a team, I’d lose this war so fast that the council gods would have to step in.
Not even Perses wants that.
At least not yet…