When Annan came out, he saw Silly Cat standing by the street with his fur on end.
Annan beckoned, but Silly Cat turned and ran back to Lily, who was lying on the tavern roof.
Lights from a few ships dotted the vast black sea, and a pleasant Sea Breeze blew in.
Silly Cat gazed across the bay, where the water met the stars. Lolth's cruelty had frightened him. Those Dark Elves must have been devout Believers, yet the Spider Queen had killed them simply because she feared they would discover how weak she was...
He felt a little smug about it, too. The Spider Goddess, who plotted, caused suffering, and preached betrayal, was afraid of being betrayed herself.
Then came worry... What was happening to the Allen Continent? This body held all his divine power, yet he had grown too weak to subdue a group of Priests who weren't even Epics... And not a trace of faith had returned to him.
Spider Queen Lolth looked up at the same night sky as Cat and Midnight Maiden.
Killing her own Believers weighed nothing on her. Spider Queen Lolth trusted no one.
She had tried everything to make her Believers find her, only to kill them the moment they appeared... For the first time, the evil goddess feared across countless worlds had been seized by fear herself.
Her Believers showed no sign of weakness. All they had lost was the power they received from a god as Priests...
If the faithful remained unchanged while a god's power drained away with every passing moment, what did that mean?
For once, the Spider Queen thought back to when she had been an Elf Ranger. For power, she would do anything, pay any price, betray anyone...
Annan drew his gaze back from