[h3]Aureia, of gold, commerce, wealth, [/h3][i]and the far less important, trivial aspects of travel and luck[/i]

If her decision to rush the mortals had been questionable, Aureia didn’t stop to recognize it. A large part of that was probably because she was getting away with it, unlike the sun god, who had gotten checked for his arrogance. Despite her earlier assessment of weakness, the fact that the commanding mortal could and had blocked a strike from a god was the best wakeup call that the gods could receive of their own weakness.

That, however, was something to reflect on down the line.

Right now, Aureia and the other gods had to mop up the remaining soldiers, and with all of the mortals distracted with the other gods, the goddess of commerce was in a characteristically lucky position to capitalize on that. With O’menus still dueling the commander with Ashte’s aid, and Trineon and Alasayana decimating the back line of the mortals, Aureia had the free reign to reposition and circle around to slam into flank of the soldiers’ line, but not before quirking an eyebrow at the time goddess’s attempt to restore the human construct… and do whatever it was she was doing with its remains.

She quickly snapped her head back to focus on the mortals, though, sweeping out with a wide arc at their legs with her umbrella to knock them off their feet before slashing out at their unprepared forms. Despite the danger that they had risked in closing the distance, it now meant that the larger bulk of the soldiers were pincered between the goddess of the hunt and the aquatic god in the front, and Aureia at the rear. It was a miniature hammer-and-anvil, and that meant it was time to wreak havoc.