“What, are you afraid?” Xan Path shot a cold glance at the other three Creation Gods. “At a moment like this—when everything is on the line—how can we expect to reap rewards without taking risks?”
“What could be more terrifying than losing our original forms?”
The goddess cloaked in orange light inhaled sharply. “The Realm of Fear… the City of Sin… those are territories of the pagans. If we’re discovered—”
“Yes, they are,” Xan Path cut in calmly. “But those so-called pagans are nothing more than ants to us. As long as we avoid their leaders, there’s nothing to fear.”
The blue-lit elder frowned. “That’s not my concern. The real danger lies in the Haleth Realm itself. If the Sky Catastrophe truly breaks out… and Waitara Path returns… with his nature, I’m afraid we—”
“Exactly,” the cyan-lit girl added quickly. “James isn’t the problem. Neither is Frona or Yefrenes—we could deal with them easily. But if Waitara Path returns… what then?”
Xan Path let out a strange, quiet laugh.
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