"That's impossible!"
Hathor, the goddess of love, sprang to her feet in agitation, her eyes wide and her face filled with disbelief.
"Hathor!"
Isis looked at the goddess of love with a hint of displeasure. "You can't keep defending Khonshu just because of your past friendship."
Isis turned her gaze toward Khonshu below and spoke slowly but firmly. "Khonshu has a volatile temper, and as far as I know, this isn't the first time something like this has happened. Harrow once mentioned that, after Khonshu beguiled him into becoming his avatar, the methods Khonshu used to force humans to confess their sins were exceptionally cruel and brutal."
Hathor frowned at that. "How can you compare the two?"
"Of course we can't!"
Osiris motioned for Harrow to step forward, his expression deadly serious. "If a conflict breaks out between avatars, it is no longer a mere quarrel between mortals. It means a declaration of war between the two gods behind them."
"No! He's lying! I didn't do anything to him!"
Khonshu protested loudly in agitation. "Harrow is obviously putting on an act! Can't you see that? This pitiful look of his is clearly just a performance!"
"Let Harrow speak! We want to hear what he has to say."
Unable to stand any more of this, Horus ignored Khonshu's protests and turned his gaze straight toward Harrow.
Harrow pressed his lips together, his body trembling slightly. He looked at Khonshu with fear in his eyes, then began recounting Khonshu's atrocities.
"Khonshu ordered everything! He had people imprison me! They locked me in a room where I never saw daylight, and seven or eight people took turns... took turns subjecting me to inhuman torture!"
At this point, Harrow seemed to recall that painful experience. He involuntarily closed his eyes and took two deep