Thunder sounded, revealing the golden light of fierce lightning. It crashed into the ground with a single purpose; the arrival of Ishtar, the Goddess of Love and War. Fair skin, stunning black hair, she was beautiful, a danger that was meant to be appreciated from afar. It was wise not to anger this Goddess, for her bow and imbued arrows have hunted the worst of prey.

But now, would you be subject to her anger? Because she was staring at you.