(Execution Livestream Continuation, 'The Pit')
The momentary stillness that followed Soron's exchange with Kaelith did not last long, for Helmuth had never been a God built for patience, nor one inclined to tolerate silence when bloodshed remained pending.
Hence, at the first opportunity that presented itself, he stepped forward deliberately, boots grinding against the stone of the execution platform as the heat radiating from his body intensified.
"Hahaha—"
He chuckled, the air around him warping visibly as if scorched by proximity alone, his broad shoulders rolling once as he adjusted his grip on the massive battle axe resting against his back.
"Alright," Helmuth said at last, his voice carrying with it a raw, abrasive edge that cut cleanly through the tension, "I've waited long enough for you two brothers to finish your chatter."
