6.38 - Thronies
“What!? That’s the big bad!?” Tresk shouted, flailing around. “I was gonna raid your city and stab you in the face. This is disappointing. I’m upset.”
Theo felt unsurprised that Kuzan had outmaneuvered him. Perhaps it wasn’t some brilliant feat, but the alchemist knew this was planned. But what remained of Tarantham? How would this change the state of the empire?
“Is the empire going to be okay without you?” Theo asked.
Death inclined his hooded head toward Theo. “I cannot comment.”
“At least the new gods are bound by actual rules. Instead of fake ones.” Tresk crossed her arms, seeming to grow more grumpy by the moment. At least this bit of news made her feel better.
“Perhaps more gods will appear if we wait.” Void huffed. He seemed more upset about this than Tresk. “With most of the ascendants driven from their realms, I suppose it doesn’t matter. We haven’t cleaned everything up yet, and we’re waiting for the system to figure itself out.”
Theo took a steadying breath. “Clear some things up for me, Void. Are you the boss?”
“Nope. Just the boss of the void.”
“And you can’t share anything that would influence the mortal world?”