[Iratze] Iratze watched Armarion and Seatus finally decide to collaborate. She gave a pained toward them. They were something like her friends. Yet so was Amos despite all the destruction he now lay upon the mortal world. They would surely all be harmed. There was nothing she could do.
"I must go." She reached toward Armarion, hesitated, pulling her hand away. She wanted his comfort so badly, yet, she knew she could not enjoy that luxury. Not ever.
She took off into the air, an arch of shimmering color, he didn't care if any mortal saw her or not.
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AMARE! "BRONTES!" She called to them. Brontes was the one god she could not locate with her power. Amare, if he were under the power and protection of Brontes, might also be concealed from her senses.
She hesitated, hovering in the air above the city, uncertain as she tried to find Amare. From her vantage point she could see the trail of death and destruction that Amos left behind him. Smoke, fire, craters, all easily seen from the air.
She descended in a long looping spiral toward the place Amos was now retreating.
"Amos?" She didn't follow closely, giving the god plenty of physical space. If he were still angry he could still hurt her. She only drew close enough so that he might hear her.
"Amos? Are you hurt?""I... I have a message for you..."