"Avatars," she summoned.
"Mistress?"
"Milady."
"At your service."
She drew a deep breath.
"Deliver the Night."
As silently as the Avatars appeared, they left except one.
"You dislike performing service unto me?" she asked him.
"No," came the reply from the man with the dark expression. His constant scowling, unexpectable behaviour - and powers - earned him the name Darkhorse, replacing his old name.
"Then?" asked the Lady, querying Darkhorse's reason for delaying.
"This holocaust will only gain us our own," came the answer.
Sixor was taken aback by that statement but was able to maintain a calm demeanour.
"Let a Goddess deal with matters related to the Mother Temple and her residents," she replied.
Darkhorse vanished.
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