In the hide out.. Scythe and Windforce are alone, Banhammer and Firebrand are out gathering resources.

Windforce shuffled in her spot uncomfortably, the Root Infection had been slowly taking over her; she thought of leaving. But who was stopping this? Scythe. Scythe had volunteered to help Windforce while the others went out. Windforce found this vaguely annoying.

”I’m a grown deity, Scythe. There is no need.”

Windforce growled as she crossed her arms like a toddler.