Chapter 34: The Gods' Cruelty
The grand palace of the gods was an architectural marvel beyond comprehension, with towering spires that pierced the heavens and halls that stretched into infinity. Its beauty was a cruel mockery of the horrors that unfolded within. Umbra's wives, bloodied and battered, were dragged into the chamber by invisible forces, their strength sapped and their spirits hanging by a thread. The gods, a collection of arrogant beings clad in shimmering armor and robes, loomed over them, their expressions ranging from amusement to outright malice.
One god leaned forward, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "We've already broken Umbra. Now it's your turn."
Despite their dire situation, Umbra's wives refused to cower. Their eyes blazed with defiance, even as pain wracked their bodies. Their silence spoke louder than any words—a declaration that they would not bow, no matter what torment awaited them.