Not too far away from the battle of a mortal and an immortal, Eedaj was up against a powerful foe, Kylon. Eedaj had the greatest respect for her.
"Kylon, I'd rather not face you!" Eedaj shouted.
"Then cease your defenses and die!" replied the Storm Goddess.
"But aren't we too similar? Given our pasts, you share more experiences with me than you do any holy god."
"So? How could that change my allegiances?" Kylon questioned.
Eedaj sighed, pausing the fireball he was about to throw. "Kylon… Do you not blame Halmut?"
"Halmut is not to blame, but Skaryn is!"
"Why? Apparently, I know your thoughts better than you do," Eedaj stated. "I know what you're bottling up. I understand the anger and rage you've sealed away."
"Eedaj… I don't mind talking about this, but I must fulfill my duty," Kylon replied calmly.
"Very well. Then we'll chat while trading blows…"