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A monkeyman, a frog creature, a dragon, and some kind of death god were all fighting in the garden. Mithias nearly had another portal open, not that he even realized that he was conjuring one, but for the most part, it seemed he was not in danger. Numerous tiny creatures began appearing around him, standing on his limbs and chest. Some of them were very animal like, blinking their bug eyes and waiving their antennae, while others seemed a lot more human-ish, if that were a thing. He tried to ignore them, along with everything else, but the whispering drew his curiosity. He had to listen. He stopped conjuring and listened for any clues this psychotic dream would give him. 

As the giant flaming Viking warship broke through the clouds, impending doom upon all life, plant or otherwise, below it, it met with a sudden flash of white light and a sound like the crash of thunder. The sound of wood creaking and splintering followed the terrified screams as the falling ship harshly grinded to a halt in mid air. A brilliant white light emanated from below it like a tiny sun. As the blinding light died down, several pairs of giant wings could be seen striking out from underneath its bow like a giant angel-octopus. The ship was floating in the air, lifted and held by a magnificent angel who redirected it away from the battle and landed it much more softly amid the retreating flowers and trees nearby. 

Eclipse, the demigod of justice, light, bravery, and love walked up to the ship he had just put down and waved at the dwarf. "Ahoy hero!" He called out with a fabulous smile. "Disaster averted! Ahaa!" He was in a cheerful mood.