673 Trying to Reach an Agreemen (1/2)
Just when the legendary gods began to gather energy to shatter the dark, illusory spell they were trapped in, the darkness began to hastily dissipate.
”No, no! You're supposed to say, 'Are you sure about that'!?” shouted a new yet familiar voice without any distortion.
”Right… Sorry for ruining that,” chuckled the warped voice.
The legendary gods found themselves back where they once were, just outside of Glacier Keep's entrance. However, there were now two more people standing beside the rapier-wielding swordsman.
Assuming a portion of control over the situation, Jack sighed, ”Oh well… No use in crying over spilled milk or wasted memes… I assume you all have had your fun?”
Sensing the playful yet condescending tone, Torian squinted at Jack. ”So you've made him a god, big deal. What's stopping us from--”
”Us four.”
”... Four?”
Right on cue, another figure appeared in a subtle blink of spatial energy. All at once, a majority of the legendary gods let loose sighs of discomfort.
”Did I miss the fun?” Moranti jovially asked, wearing an enchanted wetsuit under the new legendary cloak Jack had gifted him.
Jack chuckled, ”Of course not, but we did have to stop our friend from scaring them too badly. If not, who knows how many of them would be left for us to play with.”
”Great!”
Lunara sighed and rubbed her forehead. ”Men… Can't we just get this over with?”
”Sorry, Mom, I got carried away.” Showing a more serious face, Jack met Torian's gaze. ”So, we've got about a day till the keep opens yet everyone was in such a rush to get here. I'm sorry to break it to you, but we don't have enough rooms prepared for you all with such short notice. But I think there's plenty of room at the stables where they keep--”
”Enough nonsense!” Tralbok shouted. ”Tell me, why shouldn't we take our time enjoying your demise here and now?”
”Someone's getting excited prematurely… I'd ask if that's how you always were but you don't have a woman to confirm the truth.”
”You--”
”Jack, state your purpose before we spill blood,” Torian interjected.
Shrugging and looking away from Tralbok, Jack replied, ”Why don't we have a ceasefire like Kylon promised? That way, we aren't bothered by you and you remain alive to enter Glacier Keep. Sounds logical, doesn't it?”
”And why should we accept that logic when we outnumber you, even after you call upon those hiding back in Trodar?”