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Fire and wind and desolation erupted into the Architect's chamber, things the little god saw in blurs from beneath the waves. It kicked into the water, trying to stand among the titans- and was noticed. A new colossus caught the flailing figure in a coil of its tentacles, lifting it effortlessly up from the torrent and to a great height. A gaze without eyes met with an eye that should not, and perhaps never should have, been.

[i][color=Magenta]"Fortunate..."[/color][/i]

But not for you, o demon.

Caught in the vastness of ANZILLU's visage (for she knew his name, had always known his name), drowning in the awesome and terrible song of his voice, dwarved a thousandfold by the magnitude of his presence, that spark of divinity that slept in the little god awoke into a fire. Without thought, nor feeling, nor pain, joy, or fear, the skewered godlet reached back into its hair, and drew a great cleaver.

In a single sweep of metal elegance, the godlet freed itself. A moment later, the great crash of the Demon's severed fingertip falling into the water reverberated through the chamber.

For its own part, the little god did not land, but fell, still holding its dress in its teeth, until caught on the back of the great macaw. The shimmering light of the wind-god's plumage dazzled the gremlin, but it did not leap, or fight. There was warmth here. Besides, it had lost its cleaver.

[i][color=lightblue]"I have you small friend. Are you alright?"[/color][/i]

The little god pulled the dress from its mouth with one hand, and, for the first time in a long, long minute, exhaled. It could finally remember what peace felt like. It felt good.

[color=wheat]"I..."[/color] Another long breath. No more running. [color=wheat]"I... I like... I like your feath-"[/color]

Nope.

Launched bodily from Azura's back by a sudden red blur, the little god was hurled into freefall, and this time landed hard. Its bones wiggled and creaked in the water as it tried, for the manyth time, to stand up. And to its credit, it was getting rather good at that, but fate had other designs, and the red blur returned.

[color=darkorange][i]'I've got you Meatchops.'[/i][/color]

And she did. Divinity aside, there was a world of difference between the two naked women, including about five stone of pure muscle. The little god pushed weakly against Seihdhara's grip, and eventually went limp. But before long, Seihdhara started [i]screaming,[/i] and s̸̵oḿ̸et̨h̢̧͡i̷͜͝n͏g̷͏ ̀b̢̡͘r͜͠o͝kę̸́ņ approached them and started [i]clicking...[/i]

Exhausted and weary of sensory overload, the little gremlin still managed to hear enough of the warrior-goddess's speech to finally pick up a new and valuable word: [colour=wheat][i]"FUCK-!"[/i][/colour] 

Flailing with both of its free arms while holding the dress in a third, the little god scrabbled, scratched and bit Seihdhara, drawing blood with its needle-like teeth and leaving welts around her throat with its hair until a moment later it managed to push itself out of her grip. It rolled over the water and stood, staring down the hostile universe, and wiped its mouth.

[color=wheat]"Fuck."[/color]

For a moment it stared down the other two. Then the little god wrung out her tattered dress and yanked it over her head. [color=wheat]"Fuck this,"[/color] it said with its face under the fabric. [color=wheat]"Fuck you. And you. And you especially."[/color] Its head popped out and gave no further clarification. It started to do up its surviving buttons. [color=wheat]"I mean... Sorry. This... wasn't what I expected."[/color]

Was anyone listening? It couldn't tell. But in the end, it found that it didn't really care either. In fact, it didn't even give a fuck.

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Chopstick gets picked up by Anzillu and promptly gets him to drop her by cutting off the offending tentacle with her cleaver.

She then gets caught by Azura, which is nice, until Seihdhara kicks her off and picks her up. She gets scratched and cussed at.

Eurysthenes shows their face and gets cussed at too.

Then Chopstick finally gets dressed. [i]Finally.[/i]
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