788 Do Your Best

While Jake was rejoicing, a fortress thousands of kilometers away from Laudarkvik received the news of last night's events in Laudarkvik. If Jake had been there, he would have recognized the architectural style, which was identical to that of the first stronghold he had destroyed a few days earlier when he landed in the Lost Divinities HQ.

"Shamash is dead." Deimos announced chillingly.

The implications of this announcement would have far-reaching consequences for their plans.

"What?! Shamash is dead?! Don't mess with us, Deimos!" The giant demon Belakor thundered as he smashed his fist into the huge stone table around which their meeting was taking place.

Nucnar, the once rock giant covered in minerals and gems but now only the size of a 7 or 8 year old child, pleaded in his still gruff voice,

"Please, Deimos. Tell me you're kidding."