For Hiris, to kill Xilan, to kill a man of God, would be a sin, and nobody could bear the weight of such a sin.
For Laren, seeking revenge for his son was just and rightful, especially since the sealing of the Path of Creation was a demand of the Gods.
As for Utus, the law of the survival of the fittest was an eternal rule of the world, a natural order; anyone who sought to break this order would inevitably face a merciless storm.
After all three Divines had expressed their wills, the mysterious room gradually began to exhibit strange phenomena.
The room grew increasingly dim, while aquatic plants drifted urgently with a sinister aspect, making one wonder whether faces were breathing underneath the shallow lake. The mold spots on the walls multiplied, and a gloomy, decaying smell slowly spread.
All three Divines started to panic, to different extents. Their Divine Power was ruthlessly stripped away in this room, and they all felt as helpless as ordinary mortals.
