"Varuna and I can join forces to bring rain for a short while, but it still isn't enough. If this continues, the two of us will run out of divine power."
"Damn Golden Bed!"
Vayu gritted his teeth.
His lips were dry, and exhaustion covered his face.
Varuna's blue robes had dimmed as well, and his face was full of bitterness. Standing together, the two of them looked like a pair of skeletons.
The other gods were in much better condition. Even Surya, that fellow who merely rode in the chariot, still wore his Golden Armor and shone with divine radiance.
Agni wore a serious expression.
He brought his hands together slightly, and a handful of Sacrificial Fire ignited in his palms. Red light rippled outward, revealing scenes of all kinds of rituals in the Human Realm.
Within the flames.
Caves appeared one moment, cellars the next, then vanished before long.
There were very few rituals, and all of them were carried out in secret.
"That evil Asura Golden Bed has forbidden rituals. There are fewer and fewer offerings to us in the Human Realm now."
Agni clenched his teeth and spoke bitterly.
Golden Bed's sins were truly monstrous!
He had actually banned their rituals!
They fulfilled their divine duties in the Human Realm, turning the sun and moon, stirring the winds, and kindling flames. Yet they received no offerings there and could only work for themselves. Was there such a thing as paying to go to work?
The gods all sank into despair.
Step! Step! Step!
At that moment, accompanied by footsteps, a calm voice rang out.
"Vayu and Varuna need not be the ones handling rainfall and harvests, but that does not mean we must awaken the Heavenly Emperor."
"In fact, there are many other ways!"
The Priest