-Nimrod truly hadn't expected this ending.
But on second thought, it made sense. The Evernight Goddess had noticed him when he came into contact with Klein, and his visit to the Blackthorn Security Company had left her completely certain of where he stood.
To gods, origins didn't matter. Interests were everything.
Gods with a little humanity would place their feelings for this world on the scales of their interests as well, while those without humanity would weigh the pros and cons without considering emotion.
Trust in the power of gods, but never trust in their mercy!
Nimrod glanced around. After the vision of the divine kingdom before him dissipated, Ince Zangwill and the Saint Selena's Ashes were nowhere to be seen, and the wound in Dunn's chest had vanished completely.
Dunn was touching his fully restored chest in astonishment, seemingly unable to believe the change that had come over him.
That peal of thunder seemed to have been nothing but an illusion, yet the half of the building that had silently vanished testified to the minor clash between two gods in the skies above Tingen City.
A faint smile appeared on Nimrod's lips. He pressed his right hand to his chest and bowed to the somewhat drained Dunn before stepping forward and pulling the Blood Vessel Thief off the unconscious Leonard's wrist.
Once he had finished, he snapped his fingers. A stretch of void surged out around him, sweeping him and Megose, who lay collapsed on the floor, away from the spot. The motes of light left by the shattered Death's Door were swept away as well.
Dragging his aching arm, Klein took two steps forward to Dunn's side and spoke in a rather bewildered voice:
"...Captain?"
Dunn looked at Klein's pale face and the blood staining half his body,