Something has stirred within The Heights. Something serious enough that ALL SEVEN DEITIES have stepped out at once. The sky over Crossroads seems to fracture as they arrive, A spectacle that no one expected, nor wanted to see. Whatever happened, whatever the deities believe you’ve done, it’s enough to make you their target.

You run across the uneven paths, trying to make your way through the cramped alleyways as quickly as possible. But fog is already rolling in behind you. You hear the deities looking for you, calling out your name. You continue running, too distracted looking up and behind you, and you bump into one of the deities, whose eyes meet yours. Ice Dagger. He quickly tells you to shush, pressing his rigid, cold finger against your lips.

"Please don't make this more difficult than it has to be.. We both don't want this to draw out longer than it should..."

On the rooftops, a pale shape flickers; Ghostwalker. He floats down, landing behind the smaller deity. A streak of fire erupts behind you as Firebrand lands hard, flames carving through the terrain to cut off your escape paths with a simple look of judgment. Illumina was quick to follow, landing gracefully beside Firebrand. Darkheart chuckles, much to Illumina's annoyance. The last to emerge is Venomshank. The fog around is starting to change and becoming a sickly green in color.

"Running won’t save you anyway."

The seven spread out, forming a loose ring around you, not attacking yet, but tightening the perimeter, giving you less and less room to maneuver. None of them states the reason out loud, but the tension between them makes one thing clear: You are a threat.

Illumina steps forward: "You know why this cannot be ignored. Face us or flee. Either way, you’ll answer for this."

The circle is closing… but not fully. Not yet. They're granting you a chance, an ever-so-small one, to run, fight, speak, or whatever you choose to save your horns. But you don’t have long..