Chapter Twenty-Five – The Fates
“She is getting too close.” Unda’s kaleidoscopic eyes flashed with fear.
“Relax. They are mere mortals. They are not clever enough to comprehend the magnitude of this.” Incendia patted the air soothingly. In truth, he was just as apprehensive, but when Unda became aggravated, waves typically started crashing around the vessel. As the God of Fire, Incendia naturally despised water. He’d prefer not to deal with it right now.
“We should end this game now.” Terra leaned forward to study the image pool.
“Are you saying that you are willing to lose?” Incendia was determined to win. This was his opportunity. If their players were pitted directly against each other, they all knew that Terra’s player would willingly concede. They wouldn’t allow a game to end with that kind of self-sacrifice.
Terra’s eyes shimmered with rage. She hated to lose but she knew there was no other choice. “And if I concede to this and you win? That doesn’t solve our problem.”
“After I win the game,” Incendia eyed the small world sitting atop the pedestal, “we no longer have use for that world or anything in it.”
And so it was agreed.