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It did not take Seatus long to reject her words, then attack... 

Kyra arrived, and spoke her turn. Iratze did not respond, she wasn't sure what to say to the goddess. Wasn't it evident... Iratze hated herself more than she hated all the rest. She was the gentlest goddess in the land... She was made to be so. Kyra was born, she could reject her parents and go her own way. Iratze could not... Not until now. Not until Amos had changed her. He had the gift of [i]creation[/i] and [i]true change[/i] a most coveted power among even the divine beings. It was thought that only the Sun and Moon had this capability, not so...

Iratze closed her eyes.[color=9e0039] "I see that they have no use for me now that I am no longer... [i]obedient[/i]. Eons of service and this is how I am repaid with scorn and violence at the first sign of displeasure... I have spent my existence carrying their words, all their words, on the fastest winds, over the earth, and even across the worlds... When I [i]finally [/i]speak words of my [i]own [/i]they fall upon deaf ears... Perhaps I am a fool to be surprised by this..." [/color] She spoke to Amos just before the attack...

... Iratze saw the wave, and wrapped her arms and wings around Amos. She clung to him with all her strength... It was not enough. The force of the water dragged him away from her grasping fingers. She was tumbling, spitting water from her lips, clenching her eyes shut against the harsh salt water...

She washed up away from the others, her tiny lithe form carried much farther than Amos. The wave would not have killed the old Iratze, she was made to be durable for far too often did one shoot-the-messenger. The old Iratze would not have had the strength to rise up...

... The new Iratze, however, found herself sore but not unconscious. She shook the water off her wings, and wrung out her hair. She was furious, and that fury fueled her now. She had been attacked before, but not by Seatus, and not like this. [i][color=9e0039]"So it seems that Amos is the only one who knows me now..."[/color][/i] She looked for him then, the God of Hate and Corruption. She saw him in the distance, bringing his sword down upon Kyra. She saw Seatus in his mighty godly form facing off against the god of Hate as well.

Iratze seemed to be forgotten for the moment, as she often was before. She watched events unfolding and was about to fly into the fray, but hesitated.

[color=9e0039]"Something... Someone is missing..."[/color]

Was it not [i]Armarion[/i] leading the call to arms?

And with Kyra here no doubt Tet would not be far behind.

[color=9e0039][i]"Where is Armarion now?"[/i][/color] She wondered, her emotions driving her to think of the god of Wisdom before the god of Play... 

She reached inside herself, and found that she still had her old powers. She still had the power to find any god she wished. It was a practical function for the messenger of many gods in-between many worlds... She sought Armarion with her power, she even spoke his name. [color=9e0039]"Armarion..."[/color]