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Revan stared now at the fully armed warrior goddess standing between him and Arabella. So full of rage and fiery indignation she was, a lesser god would tremble at the sight of her. Revan Thanatos was no such lesser god. Nay if anything he was tired, he felt at times that he was older by generations than his peers. Their youthful passions irritated him to no end. His eyes narrowed on the naked blade before him. It shined brilliantly in the splendid hall of the gods. Her shield in the other hand she looked ready to dive into the fray.

This show of force by Athena coupled with her sharp words served only to illicit a deep, wicked chuckle to roll out of Revan's throat as if he was looking at an overzealous pup growling at a wolf.

"Calm yourself child, this is not the place for combat between immortals. If you want to be embarrassed in front our fellows I shall oblige you elsewhere, not here."

Revan took a bold step toward her as he eyed her with disgust.

"I expect more for you Athena. You are a goddess, act like it."

With that Revan turned away from her and strode back to the table where he lifted a goblet that magically filled itself with blood red wine.

"Let us not forget why we are here. To reinforce unity among our kind, not allow ruffled feathers to draw immortal blood as we squabble like children."