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Iona remained silent as the others exchanged words, at least until they began to form something with the semblance of a plan, despite being one that was mostly futile. Of course, strategy and tactics were vital for success, but those born of subterfuge only caused Iona's stomach to twist in disgust.

When she found an entry point into the discussion, Iona said, [color=daa520]"I don't understand why you must rely on such tactics, instead of doing just as my Master and... Deos proposed, even the Necromancer's suggestion is sound enough. A simple direct attack. We have in our hands enough might to put Melaron to its knees several times over, even without accounting that we have the God of Hunger among us, between just the Venerable Wyrm and I, all the city's armies could be destroyed at least trice over. Even their mages cannot hope to bring the two of us down, given that ancient beings like us are innately resistant to any magic a mortal of these days can hope to master."[/color]

[color=daa520]"I do understand it however, beings used to hide and skulk in the shadows and yet call themselves lords and masters of something, only to cower when a ray of light is cast on their dwellings, can only behave like this. If my Master allows, I'll lead the charge as is my role and, once more, show them that their light is a force as destructive as any other one."[/color] Iona's voice was low, and had matter of fact tone as she exposed the truth none of these before her ever acknowledged. Beings used to wall themselves in ancient towers and dark cities, and sinister tombs, may think they have the right to rule over something but the truth is that they only seek refuge from the light. Given that Iona's light burned brighter than any other, despite the fact that she was a daughter of the God of Evil, this kind of behavior was only good to disgust her.

[color=daa520]"As for the location of the seal holding my Father imprisoned? I can sense it even from here given that I was born of the flesh and blood of the God of All Evil, locating his prison will be no problem. Once the time of the festival comes, my Father will be free to walk this earth once more. There's no way we can fail, unless you let betrayal cloud your vision as was addressed already."[/color] Once she said all she had to, Iona stepped back to Aesir's side and exchanged a quickly glance as a voiceless apology for speaking out of her turn, but she had to say what needed to be said.
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