The goddess of war had her army. She had her generals. And the demons quaked.
Or did they?
Kvasir stared at the barren plain where Emelia had been lost. Beyond to the harbor that still bore no fish where Caledon had died. And to the mountains forever covered in snow where Dominic was slain.
If the demons could not separate them this time, they would usher in a new era.
But if the demons turned them against Athena again, he feared all humanity would be lost.