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“You fear that which is already set and that which was never within your power to change.”

Corallium said neutrally to The Triumvirate sat next to her as she continued to fan herself, eyes locked on the players on the field below.

“Yet, you speak like the learned and the wise. That is why you were always my favorite Kelmor.” Coral smiled genuinely.

She always found she could speak frankly to Kelmor. His other two siblings she did not much care for. Indris was much too lofty for her liking and Menoth she had little to do with.

Eris materialized on the opposite side of the Arena on a divan, blabbering to herself as always. Her arrival herald the likeliness of catastrophe and fatal blood shed. The Goddess of Chaos was the most useless Deity in Coralliums mind. What need was there for chaos? It was the only Immortal she found no real purpose for. But who was she to question the Moderators work?

“One would wish someone would run dear Eris through with the blunt edge of a knife.” Coral commented “Then again one forgets she has no heart to begin with.”

Athena arrived soon after with her Valkyries and soon the battle commenced. With every passing blow, the outcome of the fight became clearer to Corallium's supreme vision.

She had told him not to let his emotions cloud judgement and get the better of him . . .

Alas, not even she had the power to change what Revan himself had set in motion. Blow for blow she saw demise . . . And a very ungracious ending to this battle . . .

Her impious smile hiding her deep unrest.

“Bet you your Fate Kelmor . . . Athena wins.”