"Good god, Azura is a god!" Cire joked.
"Do the gods truly make many extremely rash choices," Eric contemplated shaking his head. "Azura, listen to me for once, don't ignore me, and keep these words in your head. Power is not what makes you a god, I believe you're their pawn in a game, an ultimatum, as for why I do not know but remember: A god plays the pieces, trying to create their view of Earth, everyone else with a very rare exception are merely the pieces. What are you?"
"Well, that was a horrendously boring speech but anyway, time to kill you all!"