"Let's go." After Suye finished speaking, the three gods vanished from where they stood and appeared high above the second greatest god-star of the Twelve Connected Stars.
The highest-ranking Disaster Light Tree God towered a thousand kilometers high, its roots sunk deep into the earth.
"Loki, Magic New Light, Hecatoncheires..." On the trunk of the Disaster Light Eye, countless black faces twisted and crowded together, glaring furiously at the three gods, Suye among them.
At the feet of the Disaster Light Eye, thick black roots tore out of the ground. There were a full twenty-four main roots, and tens of millions of smaller ones.
The densely packed roots resembled dragon tails covered in enormous spearheads, swaying gently across the ground.
The Twelve Connected Stars were linked by the roots of every Disaster Light Tree.
Suye stood in space and looked down at the thousand-kilometer-tall Disaster Light Eye. "Who gave you the courage not to attack me? Speak!"
All the countless Disaster Light Tree roots went rigid, and all the faces on the Disaster Light Eye's trunk froze in stunned silence.
"Do you have no basic respect for me?" Suye demanded.
The mouths of the Disaster Light Eye's countless faces moved in unison, yet they had no idea what to say.
Hecatoncheires shook his head and sighed. The Disaster Light Tree Gods were having it too rough.
Loki glanced around and said quietly, "I'm worried they'll damage the trunk remains of the Ancient World Tree. I'll go take a look first."
Suye's mind was full of Disaster Light. He nodded, and Loki vanished from where he stood.
"Speak! Why didn't you attack me?" Suye interrogated.
The countless faces of the Disaster Light Eye drooped as they said quietly, "We're running out of divine power."
"Nonsense. It hasn't even been a day.