The Gods

The meeting seemed a bit more tense than usual when Vordea arrived, but she had an idea of what it was about before anyone even spoke, her lovely daughter Xellma.

"Vordea what did you create?" Sargon asked, tapping his foot on the ground.

"I'll echo that, even though I've already met her." Vaust added.

"That makes three of us. She managed to summon me to Hell. Summon me. To Hell." Eigengrau monotoned.