Frozen Hell

Seraphine gazed at the unfolding events with a mixture of unease and caution. Arthur couldn't help but wonder what had shifted her perspective on killing a god. Something had clearly changed within her.

Vesper, now convinced by Watchman's presence, wore a triumphant grin. It was understandable that his confidence had soared with the support of a time-manipulating deity. The first act of the god was to reverse time for the half-giant, erasing his wounds and restoring his strength.

"This is troubling," Sarohan voiced his concern, his white fur bristling. "Not only has Vesper recovered, but he has gained the favor of a god. Could it be that a god has truly descended to confront a demon?"

"No," Arthur replied, his unease growing as he kept his eyes on Watchman. "This is the guest we have been anticipating. However, we never anticipated that he would possess such formidable power. It might be wise for you and your clan to flee."