"What does this even means?" Asked Silas. Mace seemed nonchalant as he stood by the door with a drunken look on his face.
Dina simply shook her head before replying. "I'm not really sure about that myself...It's complicated." She said as she turned to glance at the corpses.
"But, for it to glow silver means that they are mortals?" He said replying to his previous question.
"Yes." Nodded Dina with a grim look.
"Mortals that are on par with Celestials!" He yelled, his face ashen.
"I know." She nodded once again.
Taking a deep breath, Silas rubbed his tired eyes a long sigh escaping his lips before he spoke. "So let me get this straight, we have been struggling in a war against Mortals, correct?" He said, the very notion of it was ridiculous, yet here was a proof lying right there on the table.
"Technically, yes..." Replied Dina with a complicated look on her face.
"Technically?" He asked.