*The power of darkness was growing. With each God that fell by Duragon's hand, the walls that kept Set itself trapped became weaker and weaker. The fall of Aries started a chain reaction that would grow until there were no Gods left, until there was no balance left. The will of The Dark Lord began to grow in it's power as the storm above seemed to grow from being a few dark clouds to a thick moving darkness. The conscience of evil became more noticed as the battle raged on.

*Kalika's words were spoke to Duragon. This daughter of Lucifer did not know of that which she spoke. The Gods were powerful, far too powerful for any normal demon. However, Duragon was no longer a demon - but rather a living gateway into Set himself. Deep within Kalika's mind, Set spoke again....his voice growing from the fading wisper that it once was now to a roaring echo of blackness.

"Kalika!!!!! Stand down! Hear me spawn of a beaten God - for when I speak all others fall silent. I shall give you a choice: either leave the Pantheon......or join in their fate. Time grows thin woman - and I'll soon be upon all of you once again............"

*The echo of the Dark Lord was like that of beating drums in the ears of the half-goddess. The war of the Gods still raged, but at what cost? Indeed, this was a game of chess - but who was the master and who was the pawn?