Etia stood beside Vance with an angered expression, her eyes flickering with dangerous coldness. However, soon her anger calmed down just a bit enough to allow herself to take a deep breath.
"Raven... What do you know about him?"
"Raven?" Vance raised a brow and after a moment he waved his hand.
Whoosh!
With a gentle motion, the pond before both Gods shifted, and in less than a second, the image of a young man with a small mark under his left eye materialized on the water's surface.
That young individual, needless to say, was Raven.
"Perhaps, is he the one you are talking about?"
"Yes. What do you know about him?" Etia spoke coldly and after she narrowed her eyes, added, "And don't even try to hide a thing away from me. I know you way too well to tell when you tell the truth and when you do not."