“Soooo, tell me what happened here?”
Yisini inspected the torn, tattered, bloody body, crossing her arms and clicking her tongue with curiosity. She knew what had happened, but she wanted to hear the others say it.
“Arkadin attacked Kenon.”
“Tore him to pieces.”
“Nearly killed him.”
“Uh-huh…” Yisini flicked her serpentine tongue in and out, picking up on the various scents around her. “You one hundred percent sure that this was unprovoked? Because this ain’t unprovoked. Kenon did something to piss off Arky, and Arky retaliated. And that provocation must have been really fucking bad for Arkadin to do this.”
A loud bang interrupted Yisini’s monologue. The Allmaker had slammed her hands down on the table, making the other deities jump.
“CAN YOU FIX HIM?”
Yisini turned back to the corpse. “Well…”
“Can you?”
“Gonna be honest… I don’t know. Because I can see what Arkadin’s done. He’s done it really cleanly and impressively. But I ain’t got a clue how deep these injuries go…”
“What DID Arkadin do, if you don’t mind me asking?” Kairos, the Whenvern, asked, looking both worried and curious.
Yisini smiled, leaning over the body that was splayed out across the table. “You don’t want to know, dear.”
“We want to know. In case Arkadin tries to do this to us.”
“Arkadin can’t do this to us!” Yisini smirked, silencing Kairos’s worries. “He did this to Kenon because Kenon is a Voidborn who maintains his divinity separa-”
“Yisini…” Kinisis hissed, interrupting the serpentine goddess yet again. “We don’t have much time. Can you save him?”
“I can bring him back, yes. But he won’t be truly Voidborn-esque any more. He’ll be a deity the same as the rest of us. Except weaker. And I gotta stick his consciousness in a mortal body while I work on his godly body. Because the rehabilitation process is gonna be painful as fuck.”
“Do you have a mor-”
“Of course I have mortal bodies ready to go!” Yisini snapped, annoyed by the constant interruptions. “I’ll get Kenon’s mind into a body, you can have a chat with him and then you can send his mortal ass down so he can deal with the mortal political stuff he got muddled with. It’ll keep his mind off of what happened.”
“How… how long will it take?” Kinisis calmed down, taking deep breaths. “How long until…”
This time, Yisini thought to herself, then shrugged. “I don’t really know. Probably a couple of mortal lifetimes at least. A hundred years minimum, a thousand years max. Not fucking bad, considering the damage Arkadin did to him. As if he intentionally wanted to make Kenon mortal, rather than flat out killing him.”
The other deities all sighed to themselves, none of them really wanting to acknowledge how much danger they were potentially in, what with a rogue death god on the loose. None of them were certain what had caused the Thantophor to so gruesomely attack the Void Lord, and they all hoped it wasn’t something… they had done too.
“Just…” Kinisis tutted, closing her eyes. “Just do whatever you need to do to fix Kenon… We’ll deal with Arkadin…”