The strange things that have been happening to the west of Canelux have finally revealed their perpetrators. From distant lands, humanoid-like bugs have begun to invade the mainlands. They had already claimed Dalanesca, The Reaper as their first victim although she had been saved. Angela had noticed something the others had not. Her senses were on fire once she had resurrected Dal. The strength of the titan powers she had was still leaving her body.

“We have a guest.” Angela stood up and began to crack her knuckles. She teleported from her spot to a nearby hill. Lokir, the god of Strength, and Zanar, the god of the Hunt, quickly noticed what she did afterward. Behind the hill was a wasp-like creature that had been spying on them.

“It’s too late I already know!” the female wasp exclaimed as she began to take off. Lokir and Zanar using their bear blood currently, launched themselves taking down the wasp. Both men were quick to tear her wings so she could not fly. “Your powers don’t work on me!”

“Oh, but my dear… Long before we were gods we were mortals. Each of us specialized in something. Lokir and Zanar probably smelled you… Now you will tell us exactly what you know about these creatures. You’ll do so willingly or not.” Angela cracked her knuckles again and there was a smile on her face. “My family is being threatened and I don’t take kindly to that. Xunatar, my love could you come here?”

It didn’t take much for most of the conclave to see where the angry mother was going with this. Xunatar had lots of nifty tricks up his sleeve and Angela provided the necessary skill not to break the poor thing completely. Finally, they got what they needed out of the creature’s mind itself.

The gods decided that they would work together in pairs to lead the mortals below for they could not sit still. The Voice tasked Xunatar the God of Darkness and Chaos with overseeing that Angela did not fall to any of the creatures. She was their only chance at keeping the balance should another god fall.

A mass message was sent through the airs by the Gods at that point. They rallied their supporters, their enemies, their families, and anyone else who would listen. Even Parvpora heard the calls as the citizens listened with grim faces. This was life or death.

Some people wanting more chaos in the world went to the insects to join them in bringing down the gods, but they found themselves butchered immediately with no remorse. This was an extermination and the people of the Moons would all be the insect’s victims.

For those not so foolhardy, they were told to rally with the gods in four locations across the continent of Canelux where the fighting would be. Smaller platoons were sent along the coasts to catch the drifters who would avoid the large battlefields not set up. Endapano, Apoy Island, The Great city of Mamlak, and Itjivut, the Ice Island were the areas that would decide the fate of everyone.

Even those who could not fight rallied to help those that could.

The only question that remained was… What would your glory be in this fight?

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