[@PerseusArchean]

The most recent problem had been solved. Hannah's wish was half-granted. All that was needed now was for Occus to awaken and return to his fae. Unfortunately, that would have to wait for another time, as the deity had to rest. The deity that returned his heart may very well be the Rhona that Yuki had heard about. Now that they had a chance to breathe, Yuki thought to finally ask for her name.

As soon as she inhaled to speak, however, some other person had arrived. Rhona was concerned, and was about to leave to help another once more. Yuki watched as the visitor cut himself, and open a portal to someplace else. He and Rhona prepared to enter. 

"[color=fdc68a]W-Wait! I never got to ask your-[/color]" 

The goddess that might or might not have been Rhona had left. The portal closing so that her voice could not be heard, even if Yuki could finish her sentence. Yuki signed at the wasted opportunity. Formal introductions was a good way to Make friends, and with Claire being so distant to most other deities, Yuki could use all the help she could get to bring her around.

Suddenly, a squirrel appeared from someplace. With it was a message from Ratatoskr. It gave information on some things that have been going on in Yuki's absence. It seems that Earth and all that lived on it, we're at risk once again. This time by the machinations of an alien god that had restored the deceased ones to life. It would explain Hecate's presence...well. Hopefully she'd know something. By the sound of this 'Zeltrax', He may have a trick or two up his sleeve...if he had arms. There some deities that didn't have arms for some reason. Hm.

In any case, Yuki looked to Hecate, and -while hiding behind her hair and speaking in a very quiet, but audible voice- said,

"[color=fdc68a]If I may, Hecate-sama...I have two requests to make of you...Would you hear me out?[/color]"

[center]Meanwhile...[/center]

[@Cuccoruler][@rechonq]

Claire blinked. If there was someone that knew where an alien thing/person called 'Amgarrack' was, it had to be an alien god of the same alien race that was looming it's/them. Of course, they'd have to beat the piss out him and force the info out first, but he was not only a bigger threat with his army of formerly-deceased gods, he was at the top of Cia's  priorities list, so they'd have to get it done first anyway. With no clue as to where 'Amgarrack' is, Claire would have to settle for whatever leads she could get.

"[color=F7941a]Well, if this alien God knows anything about 'Amgarrack', I'll be happy to help out.[/color]"

Though she was uncomfortable with the idea of leaving the humans and aliens with a ceasefire for longer than she'd hoped, Claire was confident that her sentinels would resolve any conflict in her absence. Yuki did spend an entire week making sure that she had the technique, with all its calculations and reactions fully programmed, down.

"[color=F7941a]Alright! Let's go kick Gilgax's ass!...I feel like I'm forgetting something.[/color]"

Claire shrugged and moved through the portal. Surely it was just nothing.

[center]Meanwhile (Somewhere else entirely)...[/center]

Miriam was ticked off and bored. Internet's out, she beat all the video games they had in the house five times over, electricity was out anyway so she couldn't play those games if she wanted to, and there was an alien invasion happening that Claire had forbidden her from taking part in. Reading was out of the question, since she had already read every book they had to the point of memorization and recitation, and crafting that Rifle Spear would be useless with nothing to shoot at!

All she needed to do was slice them all to bits before they get a shot in, and poof! No more invasion. Yeah, they'd need to build boat houses to live in while the blood seeps into the planet, but who wouldn't want to live in a boathouse for a while? The kids could play pirates. Kids love playing pirates.

Anyway, Miriam just sat in her chair, waiting for something to come crashing through the roof, so she could have an excuse to maim something. She waited...and waited...and waited...and waited until she could swear that she could hear Death itself mocking her for her inability to contribute to it. 

Then a squirrel snuck into the house, and she almost killed it. If not for the fact that it had a message with it, she would've done so, but any form of difference was welcome at the moment. She read it once, and blinked. Read it again, and blinked. Then she smiled. She was going to get her wish.

Somewhere in the Underworld, mist began to gather...