Raven silently lay in his bed, his expression filled with panic and his heart thudding faster than a squirrel in mating season.
He hadn't even noticed Omni muttering, "Bro, this escalated faster than a kingdom tax! From auction to execution—man's doin' a speedrun!"
His fingers hovered uncertainly over his status window as he reread the last message from Grandpa_Hot_Pot.
"...You seem to care a lot about this female god."
Raven bit his lip.
'Was that a threat? A joke? An observation? A declaration of holy war?'
Raven couldn't understand as all of this was equally likely with this unhinged Grandpa.
But he couldn't back down right now.
Windy was one of the only two gods who had talked to him without asking for anything in return.
She was someone he didn't have to butter up and could talk to without any formalities.
Windy was the only one he could call his friend among the gods.
No matter who he was up against, he wouldn't abandon a friend.
