Lathander leisurely slapped him again. "How about you wait until you're powerful again before spouting that crap?"
Unless Amaunator had come up with some special trick during his long slumber, Lathander had nothing to fear from his outdated spells!
"Aaaaaah!" Amaunator was furious. "Lathander! Do you think I'll stay this weak forever?"
"You'd better not threaten me," Lathander replied with a grin. "You know me. Sometimes, even if I'll get burned, I won't back down.
"What?
"Do you think you're guaranteed to succeed just because Ao wants to use you?
"He merely wants to use you. It doesn't have to be you.
"Take a guess. Would he be willing to let me set my sights on him for something like you?
"I'm not as bored as I used to be... but there's nothing wrong with finding a little more entertainment, is there?"
Amaunator suddenly came to his senses. "You? What are you talking about?
"Ao...
"Wait, what's wrong with this world—no, with this sun?"
He wasn't truly stupid. Greed had merely clouded his judgment and robbed him of the ability to think.
But he knew the Dawn Lord very well... after all, they had been born one after the other, both brought into being by the sun's appearance.
Although Lathander disapproved of his behavior in certain matters, he wouldn't normally be as merciless as he had been today... this was outright humiliation!
Lathander... though Amaunator had always refused to admit it, the fellow really was more honorable than he was.
And he liked Toril more than Amaunator did.
Unlike Lathander, Amaunator was actually quite indifferent to Toril... he had once wondered himself whether that was because of the influence of the undying flame taken from its home.
Most importantly, Lathander's relationship with Ao was indeed cold, even faintly hostile, but