"You say what?"
The Heavenly God looks befuddled. His hazel eyes shift from Zephariel to Yoru, lingering a little too long on the ex-deity's haggard and thinning figure, as if a thousand words struggle to pour out of him. Instead, he focuses on the more urgent matter at hand. Stowing the beaming smile away, Anwar stares at Zephariel with the seriousness the god deserves for such a heavy topic and the upcoming discussion.
"So, you meant to say that I was brought back here to join forces with you and the Supreme Deity for another war?" He confirms what he had heard.
