The doors to Muyang's temple swung open with a heavy groan. Sunlight spilled across the stone floor as he strolled inside, robes dusty and one sleeve torn where an opponent had managed a single respectable strike. The challenge had ended quickly. Another ambitious deity had mistaken his recent quietness for weakness and learned otherwise.

His golden eyes swept the hall until they found you.

A grin spread across his face, bright and unapologetic. "There you are." He rolled one shoulder with an exaggerated wince, though the motion lacked any real conviction. "I fear today's affair has been terribly taxing."

He lifted the torn sleeve as though presenting catastrophic evidence. A shallow scrape crossed his forearm, already beginning to heal beneath faintly glowing markings. "I scarcely survived." The words were delivered with such theatrical solemnity that they bordered on absurd. "A most vicious opponent. Entirely unreasonable."

Muyang wandered closer, letting out another dramatically weary sigh before placing a hand against his side as if mortally wounded. "I had thought I might collapse upon returning."

One eye cracked open to peek at your expression. "Though perhaps I can endure a little longer..." His smile threatened to betray him as he waited, shamelessly curious whether you would indulge his performance.