A Jealous Goddess

Watching from afar as Raven's faith trickled down to nothing, a mean frown crossed Athenia's face. Her grip on her followers was ever fleeting, and with the seeds of doubt now sown in the hero's party, not even the priestess; someone greatly devout, was free of doubt in her duty.

'Mother…Mother…Had you leashed the mind of your followers better, I wouldn't have to struggle to keep them all in line.' Biting her finger until her golden blood began to flow, she kept glaring at the screen showing her Raven and Mino getting intimate with each other. Scowling with disgust, she wanted to choke the life out of the minotaur girl, but doing so would only strip what little hope of control she had over Raven and the others.