Chapter 91: Hours After The Meeting
"Is the project done?" Kivas asked, her tone light as she stepped through the arching hallway carved from tree roots and anchored marble columns.
Light filtered through woven crystal-laced silk above, forming slow-revolving glyphs across the floor.
Samael, seated on the edge of a suspended platform surrounded by glowing nodes, lifted her head and gave a thumbs-up with no effort to stand. "Almost done. Oizys had fun with it too. Probably added some of her little touches too."
Kivas tilted her head slightly, lips twitching. "I see..."
She closed her eyes and let out a soft laugh that built into something much more unhinged.
Her shoulders trembled. Her voice cracked the air like a fever dream, sharp and euphoric.
The laughter that followed echoed like a villainess in the middle of a divine conquest.
Samael watched the scene unfold with an expression that bloomed with warmth beneath her usual deadpan. Her features softened. "You’re so cute when you do that," she said with a satisfied lilt, no hint of irony. "Absolutely adorable."
Kivas had been working on a hypothetical project for a while, and she planned for a maximum secrecy for those who were involved with it.
That project revolved around the same concept of assimilation that Yoiglah utilized to enhance himself and becoming more powerful, just like how he alone could just now casually bring forth a miraculous event to help the Claturians with whatever infrastructure project that they were currently obsessed with.
Not to mention, Kivas’ ever evolving standing as a deity had also grown a lot, and that also reflected to Yoiglah by ten times the amount.