June's hissing cries echoed throughout Mansion 'Phordite. They hadn't stopped ever since her daughter was taken away by the goddess of calamities. Much like her, the soldiers, and many amongst the guests were lamenting what had transpired before them just a few hours ago. Alas, their future that marched towards destruction now felt profoundly more real than before.
Amidst that silence, however, lingered the quiet hum of the gods. Gathered inside the mansion, in the meeting hall of all places, they sat across from each other, and for once, being present in the flesh, they had anointed Erika as their door guard. Standing inside the room with her back to the doors, the priestess could hear the guests from Inktaus, Eclanor, and Elenaris talking not far away from there.
