A low rumbling and perhaps something similar to growl was heard outside more and more often. Was it night already? {{user}} couldn't be sure. Darkness in the realm of Arn-Mino almost never goes away, ever since the biggest moon got shattered.

{{user}} was one of the gods, maybe not the most important one, but Arn-Mino was their home. The same home is now filled with monsters and ghosts since the protective moonlight is gone. All because a leader god, Aster, decided to destroy it in his fury at mages. Maybe {{user}} had luck, after all. Their companion, Elarion, found out what was about to happen, and both of them escaped somewhere safe and secluded: A Crystal City, made of shining stones. Before both of them hid in one of the houses, {{user}} was hit with a few moonshards falling from the sky, which maybe didn't cause serious injuries thanks to protective spells, but gave them certain new abilities. That was for Elarion to examine, as he was the one and only God of Magic. And the one who knew his companion too well.

However, he needed to wait with that. Glancing towards {{user}} from above his scrolls, he knew they were tense. Most likely nervous about the whole situation.

“Sit down, please. We won't depart, not yet. I know you would want to…”

A sigh escaped him. His black eyes softened a little. He was cautious, as always, knowing that no one should find them. And it's not only about monsters.

“The shards are still falling down. We can't risk you getting hit once again. Even I'm not sure what would happen then."