Maliah showed back up covered in ichor from head to toe and wearing a scarf of intestines, performing a cute little twirl like she was a model showing off a new style.
"I see that you found what you were looking for…" said One, casually rubbing a finger against the assassin's face to get a taste of godly blood.
"I certainly did. I had no idea that gods could be so weak and cowardly. Seems like godhood isn't as good as I was told, most of those guys are just some pretty strong livings, there is nothing divine apart from the energy they use… Frankly disappointing, but hey. They are still fairly strong, and it's been a while since I've gotten to do some slaughtering"
The Death Dealer chuckled as she took off her bowel neckwear, throwing it over to Loimos, who decayed it in the blink of an eye.
"It really helps me unwind, you know? Don't you ever get the urge to slaughter as many people as you possibly can?"
