[b]Trineon
Lord of Rivers, Lakes, and Oceans[/b]

The god of oceans made his way with his fellow gods up the stairs out of the hexagonal chamber. Trineon kept glancing over at the feverish girl, worried about her condition. Apparently she was a priestess of some kind according to voices he had heard overhead. Trineon could hear the voices still talking as the gods reached a steel door.

The door then opened, revealing a rocky plateau. Trineon was immediately able to sense water off in the distance, but it was not close enough for him to do anything with it. But the nearness of water did not matter as much as the gathering of warriors standing outside the door. The wore strange obsidian and crimson armour, wielding swords and some sort of item Trineon had never seen before. They seemed to be led by a man with a horned helmet.

Besides the living warriors, there were many dead ones. Several crimson warriors laid strewn about, as did some kind of giant metal warrior, and a knight in gold and white armour. Trineon instinctively placed himself in-between the warriors and the so-called priestess.

Trineon soon found himself right to do so as their leader demanded they hand over the priestess on the authority of some so-called Holy Emperor. Trineon clenched his fists as the man ordered the gods to surrender or die. Aureia then responded by introducing herself before ordering the warriors to surrender or die. Before they could answer, O’Menus grabbed a blade and charged at their leader.

Trineon sighed as the battle begun. Alasayana then leaped into battle with her tails, Aureia and Ashte soon joining her. After giving a look at the young priestess and the god of time protecting her, Trineon began to charge toward a group of warriors. However, they raised the tubes they held, a barrage of small bolts coming toward Trineon.

The god of oceans leaped back wards, taking cover behind another god’s shield. He also saw the enemy leader raise a shield of orange light to block O’Menus. At that same second, the enemies with the bigger tubes fired their shot, an explosion rocking the shield in front of Trineon.

“Damn,” Trineon muttered.

It was clear to him that the shield would not hold against whatever this new weapon was, so he would need to take out his attackers fast. While still weakened compared to how he was at death, Trineon knew that he was still faster than any mortal. Proving that fact, Trineon rolled out from behind the shield, grabbing a blade in each hand off of dead crimson warriors. He then rose to his feet, throwing one of the blades directly into the threat of a warrior holding the larger tube. With his remaining blade, Trineon sprinted toward a group of warriors with smaller tubes, the blade ready to gut the nearest one like a fish.