Putting It Off
Gungnir was stunned by Blake's answer. He never thought about it like that. He scratched his head and bowed slightly as he said: "I was wrong to question your motives. If I had a daughter and Ea tried to kill her, I would also want him dead, and your idea about pulling the gods here might just actually work, but only if you attack the main island. Anu is a stubborn old fool. Unless someone challenges him directly, he will not go back on his word. He will not let other gods come here if it means he will be pulled into the fight. How could he let his fighting force which is meant to protect the Astral Plane leave? I already know the old man is not willing to face off with the devils since some of the higher ranking devils are stronger than him."
Blake raised an eyebrow. This was some news he did not know before. Or if he was told already, he had forgotten. But one thing irked him. "Didn't you come here to kill my daughter too? You are lucky to still be alive."