I looked across at the other three gods at the round table with me. Two empty chairs, where Estrella and Exor should be sat. Estrella had died with the fall of Earthasia, and Exor hadn't been invited. Aquaen was twiddling her thumbs, Atura looking stony faced and like she would kill someone if provoked, Aeor had his head in his hands. 

"How could we let this happen?" Aeor said, still not taking his hands away from his face. His voice was muffled, so we could barely hear him. 

"Aeor we can't hear you when you have you hands over your face." Atura glared. 

"How could we let this happen!?" He almost yelled. Tear streaks were almost invisible on his pale face. Almost being the key word there. "We know what happened last time they got like this." Aeor's eyes travelled to the empty chair between Atura and I. 

Aquaen sighed. "Estrella's death was her own fault, you know. He did something reckless." 

I stood up, heart full of flame and glaring at my younger sister. "If you ever dare to speak like that about Estrella, I will not hesitate to kill you." 

Aquaen stood too. "17 lives were lost because of them! 18 if you include their own! They're a traitor!" 

Atura stayed silent, arms folded. They say life imitates art, but honestly, life imitates life. They looked exactly like their champion did. Green hair fell around her shoulders as she looked at her siblings. "Would you two mind sitting down. We need to talk about the situation." 

"This is a gods battle but they dragged humans into it." Aeor said, leaning forwards and resting their elbows on the table. "What do we do." 

"Play the game they are. Fight fire with fire." Atura looked at me, almost saying 'wipe that smirk off your face, or I'll do it for you.' with their eyes. 

"Atura, if we fight like animals, we'll die like animals. We learned that we're not immortal with Estrella." Aeor said, tucking long blonde hair behind his ear. 

I picked at my nails, the red paint chipping beyond belief. Need to repaint that, but Exor stole my red so that will be a dangerous mission but I'll do anything for my red nail polish.

"So what? We just sit here like  sheep waiting for the slaughter? I'm not, me and my champion are fighting Evangeline and Exor, no matter what." Atura glared, and I nodded in agreement. 

"Me and Darcy are fighting." I looked towards Aquaen.

"I guess me and Aalto too." 

We all glared at Aeor, but before he could speak, a low chuckle filled the room. 

"Awh, are you talking about me?" Exor smirked, laying a blackened hand, a sign of recent magic use, and dark at that, on the back of Aeor's golden chair. 

"Exor." Atura nodded. "Respectfully, you've gone insane." 

Exor smirked again, tilting his head at Atura. "My, I say, your champion is very strong willed, I wonder what it would take to break them." 

"You touch them and I won't hesitate to physically aid my champion." I said, glaring at their nails. "Also give me my nail polish back." 

They smiled, merely snapping their fingers. 

I felt almost like a hand around my throat, squeezing it tightly and choking me. The edges of my vision were going black due to lack of oxygen. 

"GET OFF HIM!" Aquaen snapped, screaming as it only got tighter. I was clawing at my neck. There was no hand, so I was scratching my skin on my neck raw. 

"That nail polish is mine, deal?" Exor smiled, I nodded, gasping for breath as they released me. 

They walked away, leaving us with a frozen leader, murderous nature god, almost unconscious fire god and a water god that was making sure said fire god was alright. 

One thing was certain. 

Exor had definitely gone mad. 

OMFG TWO IN ONE DAY SYLVIE HOW 

I son't know, I'm sleep deprived, almost forgot to eat today and have an ear infection so I wouldn't have a vclue/