At this moment, Waukeen had clearly descended by borrowing Xia Lan Veloss's body, rather than using the more costly and more powerful Divine Avatar.
After hearing Tiamat's undisguised threat to covet her divine portfolio, even naturally optimistic Waukeen felt a moment of tension and unease, even wondering whether what she was doing was a little crazy.
For the sake of a mere potential possibility, she would have to offend the Evil Scale—the fiercest and most troublesome force in all Coriel. She could not help but ask herself whether it was truly worth it.
But now that she had already shown herself, she could hardly turn tail and run just because Tiamat had frightened her a little, could she?
How else was she, the God of Trade and Wealth, supposed to get by in the divine realm afterward?
She patted her chest as if startled. She had originally wanted to answer with something equally imposing, lest Levis look down on her in front of everyone. Otherwise, how would she have the face to ask him to believe in her later?
But when she recalled that the other party was a dragon god famous for her violent temper, while she herself was merely a newbie weak deity with hardly any combat experience—
The words died at her lips. Like a punctured balloon, she deflated at once and cautiously probed, "Hey, don't be angry. I was just passing by. I hadn't planned to interfere in the first place, but Levis is, after all, a friend of my follower Xia Lan Veloss. If he were willing, that would be one thing, but you're clearly forcing him. You know, as the 'God of Merchants,' I simply can't stand this sort of conduct. How about, for the sake of my stepping forward, we just let it