As they approached, Iratze took her hand away from Armarion quickly which was not surprising. He had not seen her for a very long time and looking at her he remembered the battles he took place in, which she came to deliver a message. Always so courteous she was, but he supposed it was only because of how weak she was compared to the rest of her kin but he would not hold that against her. 

Amos listened to Iratze, a smirk followed when she told them her first message. So the gods wanted to meet to deal with this dire situation. He would definitely attend because it wasn't like anything else was going on. 

Her second message however, turned his smirk into a curl.

He spoke, his godly voice becoming more apparent as his rage showed through, [color=gold]"How dare he! There will never be PEACE until he answers for what he did to me! To us! I would rather die before any notion of peace is brought to the table! That is my message Iratze and I live by it until Heaven is returned![/color]

With that said Amos lashed out, punching the tree they stood next to, shattering it in half. It fell with a sickening crunch on the pavement and any normality that they had before was gone. He breathed in heavily, trying to calm down.