The meeting was calmer than expected.
Out of all the gods [i][b]Ha[/b][/i] expected Asivar to be the first to scream in anger, not the mad one and definitively not the mad one yelling at Dormammus.

That and Asivar had ignored his greeting it seemed.
It was what to be expected from the bastard, no honor, nor manners.

With a shifting of his grip, [i][b]Ha[/b][/i] slammed the tip of 'Ember' into the beautiful stone floor so it sprang into flames and settled. Now stuck about two inches in the enchanted rock. Mortal weapons, even some of the weapons of the gods had no hope of piercing the magical stone, but after all. This was the personal weapon of the forge lord.

With his now free hand [i][b]Ha[/b][/i] held out his hand to his right. The angels knew what this meant and presented him a goblet of Ambrosia. With a gulp, he drank from the goblet, how it was done through armour was something for the mad one and Del sombra to figure out.
[i][b]Ha[/b][/i] shook his head after the drink while setting the goblet down, waved his hand which formed streaks of silver. In his hand now a curved steel plate.

From his belt, [i][b]Ha[/b][/i] took forth a dragon tooth, tempered in liquid steel. With it he began to etch runes of magical defence into the plate.
Better do something productive with your time if you have to wait.