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chapter 3 Lady death and pyre

Tubbo and quackity were getting more aggressive and slime was standing next to Wilbur as if not wanting a fight. “don’t try to hurt anyone, tubbo because you sometimes like Glatt when he was alive.” Spoke Philza with a look of anger, judgment and because he did see Glatt in the young creature, but it was not good when he did as he was thinking about, he said he felt a hand hit his check and he fell down the last stair which did not have a rail for safety.

Technoblade would be mad at the dumbbass that was Philza. He got on the floor as he smelled coppers and touch his face and saw red on his hand.

His head was being stab with dull pain in the back where his head hit the ground

“o-ow.” He hissed in pain and groans. Everything went still and quiet and he look up his eyes widen as he saw Wilbur’s eyes turned a blood red like techno’s when he was mad. “I am so sorry Philza…” tubbo’s head turned to a piss off Wilbur

“REALLY TUBBO HOW DARE YOU HURT DADZA!” he yelled now his canines went sharp like a phantom’s and some of his skin turned into the ghost blue like the phantom scales and his eyes were half brown and red with purple shading

“How are you so dumb that you have become to be jshaltt b***!” said quakity with a meek voice out of fear.

Philza saw the expression of fear on the leader of las Nevadas but then Wilbur calming down both pigling and phantom feature dissipating as his chest moved slowly but Philza feel so bad as slime was helping.

A sound was made signaling that the door was opened with much force was a figure wearing a red cloak with white fur at the top making the figure appeared bigger and a white 1800 blouse/shirt with brown pants of that time was in the doorway.

Their crown on crooked sitting on the half the head and pink hair unbraided like a mane as he was panting in fury as he starred down tubbo and quackity, slime was trying to help as Wilbur

“Why have you harm a person who HAS NOT given a reason for you to harm.” His steps were slow calculated like a predatory wolf to its prey his eye twitched as he got closer to the cowering hybrids “he compares me to Jshaltt.”

Said tubbo trying not to slip on his words and quackity was looking at techno’s weapon.

“Okay Philza from the in-between just look at me please. So how does the pain feel?” his eyes try to focus on slimecicle, he hears cloth tearing behind him

“Well, it feels dull and comes in- is no in waves.” His words began to slur a bit

“Well maybe you about to pass from the pain.” He could not tell if that were slimecicle or Wilbur before black cover his view he felt cloth touching his bloody nose and then black was all he could see….

He at once jolted up to see two familiars’ eyes so close to his face it was blurred for about 4 seconds then a Sclera color of soot black and the other was normal white. the reddish-purple glowing softly, it was more notice on the left.

Black/grey hair with the straight slightly curly around them frills where a grey color could be seen.

“Hello again friend.” He glazes at the warm tan skin had red, yellow, blue, green, and purple in the pastel color shades. Philza smiled softy at seeing the very loose-fitting toga that had pants connected to the top part. He saw the dragon scales and the muscles on his chest that could be seen from how low the opening for the head was

“Hey, if you are so fixated on me why don’t you take me out first.” He smirks and snickers

“Oh, sorry northern lights.” He said in a joking way “hello to you too.” The pink fabric wrapped around him was giving the thought of a weak rounder person, but this was not the case there was power behind the outfit. “I missed you too Icarus.” Philza sighed at the nickname and pull his aching head back down

The color of the outfit was sage green with paler blue that bending together and then white at the tips of the skirt part that opened giving the illusion of a jacket. Northern lights were a hybrid of crow, human, dragon. Northlights was floating right above the resting man with protective glaze.

he had bird wings the color of copper orange with dull candle yellow and soot black at the tip of the wings that were not used. His tail was the same tan skin color that faded into white the fur being the same color as his hair he just has dragon claws for feet.

“So, where I am again?” remark Philza looking around after his head stopped swirling

“Well, you are in the in-between again. It is happening so much I am starting to think you want some else then little crow~” northern lights smirks as he cupped Philza’s face and wiping away the blood and to look at the bruise that was stared to form rather quickly Philza could see the worry and concern in the god’s face

“Ow that hurts. be careful my head's still spinning” he said wincing from the pain of the touch “Oh my are you okay? how were you able to literally get knocked down by a short tee huh?”

“Well, he's pretty strong he is Glatt’s child…” he looked down and a little bit of shame his mouse growing into a tight line Northern Lights was looking at him with concern and spoke in a not so flirty tone

“So, what you're telling me is you can get overpowered by a short person.” he looked at Northern Lights with a are you sure about that look

“Well, you also got decked by a four-foot goddess.” he gave him a look that made northern lights blushed in embarrassment though both knowing that Zephie could knock their butts off the table.

We both know that Zephie could take anyone in a fight including Silvertongue.”

She was a short Mongolian woman, eyes color of Heliotrope flower with fluffy white hair that fell in waves that went down to mid-calf some of her sides of her hair were curled that framed her face.

What she often wore was a simple cropped black shirt which shown against her tan dark skin with fur that lined her neckline area that was made of wolf fur she had normal pants that were tight fitting that were light tan.

she wore belts that had pouches on them that usually wrapped around her thighs. she wore high heeled boots but there was this strip of fabric that was tied around her waist that went down directly down the middle nothing or else around it so she could easily move her legs. She also had a dagger attached to its hoister by the belt that also had the pouches pocket holder things.

her sheep like feature is always shown in her ears her tail and the way her legs were shaped they were bent backwards allowing her to sit on her haunches without having to sit down also how her hair was fluffy on the back though she curled some of her side hairs to frame her face.

Phil could not take her seriously the first few years when he got turned immortal but when he accidentally offended her, she punched him straight in the face.

“Yeah, I even heard that she took down Hellfire.” Phil chuckled at that, but he is still could not quite understand where the absolute heck he was in the in-between. "I where am I?”

“Oh, you're in the,” Northern Lights tapped his chin in great thought “oh that is right you are in the in between in between. you are in the gateway area between the in between and the world that you just will you were existing in the mortal realm. Anyway, how did you get here?”

“Tubbo punched me in the face, and I blacked out. Because I hit my head hard because there were no safety rails on the stairs when he jumped up, punched me in the face then technoblade burst through the door.” Northern Lights looked a little concerned and then remarked

“So that explains why there's a giant bruise on your head and your thoughts were spinning.”

this startled Phil and he spoke out in shock “wait you can hear my thoughts!?” Northern Lights put their hands up in defence trying to calm down the angry crow

“No, they were just spinning they were jumbled up words it's like trying to read enderman.” well that surprised Phil for this man knew some enderman but we could understand enderman was extremely complicated

“When will this pain subside?”

“It depends if you wake up or not. you are will though technoblade is going to try to kill tubbo flight he has done.”

“Okay I'll just rest my head till it's done.”

“OK Hun.” his Greek accent slipping through. his Greek accent was more rhythmic more musical sing song

“Why do you even call me that?” Northern Lights just smirked “that's just what my mortal mother figure always called me.”

Phil smiled at that because that woman was from ancient Greece now a spirit that often goes with him in limbo also in all the court proceedings in the underworld realms for Northern Lights was once a spirit had chosen to be mortal first before rising to be a god like he was supposed to.

“What was her name again?”

“Diphallia.” Northern Lights smiled sadly

“she's a nice old woman by the way could make a real good fine meat stew that one.” so laughed a bit before he at once put down his head from the pure shock pain came from his head, particularly the back area.

Northern Lights at once made this like liquidly substance appear in his hand it floated in around above where his palm was, he commented

“Come here let me heal your wound. it is probably bleeding by this point even if Wilbur wrapped it up.” he moved the substance that moved around above his palm above where the bleeding was happening on the back of his head thankfully it had not broken any of the skull or anything just broke skin, but it was deep enough that it was concerning.

he could feel the magic liquid stuff seep into the wound repairing the skin and stopping the bleeding from continuing.

Having his wound healed he finally felt better and looked back on what caused his wings to give to him by mumza and suntail and what a time that was for him

Flash back

He was starting to regret ever swearing on his own life for a pair wings, he thinks as he is trailing with his black horse called June was speed walking to the cove of suntail a temple or shrine of sorts. He was Philip riceshrie he would not back down from a task, he will make his mother proud.

she was continuing to go down the trail and he realized that he had to deal with the goddess of fate he slowly started to turn yellow belly, now he sucked up those feelings and continued anyway down the trail. The trees were beautiful than anything he saw and the smell of rain of leaves were strong as the rain started to clear.

The horse got up to a hill “she is going to eat her words.” He smirks as the got to the halfway point on a hill higher enough to the temple.

a huge tree the trunk was wide and imposing and from what Phil could see the branch is stretched out in a wide way with the leaves bunching up and he could see the smoke from the tree, but no fire came from it.

there was a building right before it, but the tree was behind the building. “Alright girl lets go fight for some wings.” he said with fake confidence and went back down the hill with great speed.

Of course, now running away from the monster creepers variants along the ways which is hard since those things are deadly in nature. “Argh.” He said after getting out of the bast range of a creeper. “Almost there.”

He finally got there; the temple was a design from the China lands with the building had three big roofs with the areas that connected the three main one and the roofs and shingles were made from dry tan bamboo.

He noticed the layout from atop the hill from where he was a small courtyard flanked on all sides by the building the court erred itself appeared small, but he did not know the exact size of it.

He sighed and got down from hill after rethinking and had to make his mother proud so there go nothing he thought but the weird pit continues to grow inside his stomach.

The colors were rich bright greens, yellows, pinks, oranges and black was something else to Philza. As he got close to the building, he saw the garden that had these beautiful flowers and a pond with coy fish. The flowers in question were Camellia, sunflower, tulips, daffodils, wisteria, Gomphrena and green, pink, red, white, yellow lilies but the green variant was very intriguing for him for he had never seen so many colors of lilies and in one place.

The path was made of pale rocks polished to shine in the sunset.

He got off the horse and tie it up and walked closer, lanterns seem to glow with purple, blue and orange. this felt like a bad idea, and he felt an impulse to do this despite the many warnings from the villagers around this place and outside the forest had warned him not to do so. “Wow this is a wonderful temple.”

He said to himself as he saw the beautiful lights between each pole it looked as if a spider web was weaved beautifully catching beautiful morning dew drops like Starlight in the sky.

the impulse to explore and see more was becoming stronger and stronger for this young man.

oh goodness I might firck up as she realized the inscription on the archway entering the official building it read never mess with fate or have death knocking at your door.

What a beautiful way to welcome people into a temple Phillip Logan rice Shire thought with some sarcasm in his thoughts and he remembered the butterflies in the stomach and this void that was growing in his stomach and gut.

About when he was seventeen about six months before he turned eighteen, he had gotten the deadly sickness called consumption he had barely survived it when he was abo about 18 1/2, he looked like a walking skeleton.

Rumor spread throughout his home that he was immortal surviving a deadly sickness and being revived. even that event did not scare his mother into caring. he thought nothing of it because his mother was a strict woman so maybe she was proud just shouted in a weird way Phil still had his doubts.

He made up his mind he pushes open the traditional Chinese style door and then a gust of wind pushed him back slightly the wind the chilling air, baking into his skin.

When he took about ten steps forward, he was greeted to a spacious house not yet the courtyard but there was beautiful colors flowers and vines growing on the sides floating hanging pots from the ceiling but what confused him the most was the floating candles everywhere some most in groups of five some are in four some just one alone.

the fires of the lit candles were sometimes normal from what he is seen some purple, orange, green, light pink, and teal. it was as if the rainbow was flickering and dancing through the candles.

He quickened his pace quite a bit as she sees this painting these murals of this woman wearing nothing on her top half but a single strip of patterned fabric it was weird to him.

what caused him such confusion was her face was obscured by this veil that was constantly correcting distinct colors, but it was as if a second layer what's underneath the first layer and it was peeking through underneath the second layer it was a black color.

there were flowers, blackthorn flowers at the top of her veil. Her hair was done up in a bun but then a braid it was a fiery orange color her skin was a milk chocolate, and she had a single tattoo on one of her forearms that he cannot discern. “Why is she so indecently dressed?”

her bottom half was a spider in the abdomen had a sunspot on her abdomen and there was the same type of writing on the sunspot but her bottom pair of firsthand her human half were in a resting position holding a spool and thread the sport itself in the right lower hand and the third and the left lower hands.

her four legs were this Raspberry color that we are sitting down on rocks so mural painted her in great light just like the many Christ paintings he had seen all over his city in the churches but this one was it more of a realistic glorious light.

The backdrop in foreground was in a forest clearing Maple trees in the back with a Willow tree above her. it is branches dipping down and danced around her he could not quite tell if she was looking anywhere “what a weird woman.”

He walked from the mural running down the hall then turning the corner to the courtyard after much confusion the courtyard itself was big, bigger than what it was from being seen from the hilltop. Well, it was green grass but there was a stream going through at the place he followed it, and he saw the small Grove of trees and as he walked through it something changed as if something shifted in his gut it felt weird.

It felt just like he had the sickness again which caused him to panic for a bit but after a minute it subsided and after letting his head clear he walked a little bit forward stumbling partially; he continues to walk following the small stream it got bigger to a river.

it smells of rain and daffodils it was a beautiful scent really, but it had this unfamiliar under scent to it like ascent she could not quite place neither good nor bad just was there but then he heard singing beautiful like siren song it alerted him but not in a bad way, so he followed it letting the music and voice guided him.

She was powerful dangerous because she was half spider the brown recluse spider.

“Huh?” he immediately stepped on a twig on a twig causing her attention to be pulled away from the loom, she immediately turned the veil facing him it's rainbow colors being darkened from the veil underneath her a slight breeze went blowing past her revealing what was under her veil her neck had two eyes the color of Ruby red piercing yet concerned and then the veil went back down.

“Mortal what are you doing here?”

“I've come to challenge fate.” She recoiled slightly and one of her back legs twitched slightly

“Do you understand how dangerous that is mortal.”

“I have a name you know.” she chuckled slightly at that, and Phil very indignantly huffed in response

After collecting some of his composure “I know you do I know everyone. but do you know who I am mortal.” Phil could feel her smirk it felt a mockery of his intelligence

“Any who what happened to your skin's scarcely pale?” he stared her down the feeling of the yellow-bellied feelings was creeping in again, but this was not the time “Don't you dare try to change the subject.” he said defiantly

“Fine what is my name mortal?” she stared her down a bit longer and then realized something one of the tapestries that hung in one of the hallways had said that the goddess resigned here and suntail was her name. “Is your name suntail?”

she stared at him and slowly nodded “yes mortal I am the goddess of fate, creation, life and the sun.” her four spider legs stood up and she stared at the freshly 19-year-old and then she dropped the tapestry silk.

he saw with a horrid expression on his face seeing him well then in the tapestry to completion but what caused him the most distress was seeing his self with the same symptoms as the sickness he just recovered from months ago. “What is this!?” he spoke in a harsh disrespectful tone then realizing who he talked to covered up his mouth in shock

“Well, I weave tapestries of people's fate and create new life.” she did not look happy, and she said once again “I ask you what you are doing here?”

he looked up and he said at the 7-foot spider woman “I want to change my fate.”

she looked at him like he was insane “no mortal that will surely kill you. Aren’t there many stories saying not to?”

“I challenge you to a fight.” This got suntail’s attention she looked up very confused her body language conveying her emotions. It was creepy unsettling the way her body completely stilled he shuddered at the feeling she gave him

“You challenge me?” Phil's eyes widened “you challenge me to fate. A challenge. A duel. Task?! What is your goal?” one of our spider legs pointed at him as if to get up again

“If it is you trying to change your fate do not even try it is not worth it. for your fate is coming soon if you make this choice.” and with a sickening stomach drop he realizes with full certainty who is on the tapestry, and it is not his mind to try to play tricks on him that was him clearly stamped on it. This was not the time for hehe wanted those wings he was going to get those wings.

He looked at her with a mighty rage “what do I have to do in order to change my fate?”

she stared at him fiddling with the string in her right upper arm “well if lady death and I can work out something… what is your desire young mortal?”

“A pair of wings.”

“Wait what…” then he repeated himself “a pair of wings I've seen many with them suntail.”

Pause the flash backs

“Hello. earth Philza.” Spoke northern lights Philza blinks for a bit realizing he was staring down at his left wing “how long have I been starring off again…” northlights finally on the ground, he is sitting on his haunches thanks to his legs being bent backwards it was creepy but strangely comforting for Phil.

“you've been spacing out for the past 15 minutes and I think you're about to wake up.” Northern Lights patted them on the head like a cat admiring his heart Locket “oh.” his Greek accent slipping through his speech

“So, any who how fun dealing with the aftermath of techno’s decision.” Northern Lights smiled and waved as the in-between slowly started to fade away till he was back in the room with technoblade about to kill tubbo.

“Wah wait, wait, wait where am I.” his thoughts being all over the place as his eyes refocused on the scene for him “why did you decide to punch him!” yelled techno as he had a blood hand from the bleeding nose of tubbo

“I am sorry I didn’t mean to cause problems.” Techno’s more pigling features dissipated and tubbo was having help from quackity for the blood “listen mate I am fine~.” He said a bit slurred.

“Wilbur from the crater he seems fine.” Slimecicle was clapping slightly with joy, Wilbur was nodding but still holding Philza’s head. Quackity was looking at tubbo with concern and rushes over techno turns around and kneels to fills us height, “you, OK?”

he asked in a very gruff voice Phil waved him off but ghostza had entered the house again this time only staying in the doorway his hand a ghostly pale clutching the wall as if scared to move in or back out it was concerning but Phil wave to men patiently, but the ghost didn't move maybe out of fear maybe out of hesitation, but Phil noticed his veil and hat on the top shelf.

“Yo techno can you get the hat and veil from the top shelf please.” was what Phil wanted to say well what came out was a slurred amalgamation of

“Techno veil top shelf hat get.” but techno got the hint and grabbed the hat and the veil handing it to ghosts who placed it on his head and around his face finally feeling comfortable enough to walk into the room but still very hesitant.

Quackity looked directly ghostza add to this, hesitant movements as if unsure where to step it was just comforting to Phil to see someone who was him so unsure and scared of his own home.

What happened was something settling what he sees there is a silhouette of someone remarkably familiar to one Northern Lights, but the silhouette flickered and faded as if barely even there.

Techno noticed his expression and asked with a certain gruffness “what's with the face Philza?” at once filled got up much to slimecicle and Wilbur’s disgruntled noises and extreme extremely weak attempts to stop the man as he ran upstairs to his room locking it behind him with one swift motion. he froze after locking the door behind him from the head rush from standing up so fast.

wow he thought to himself as the head rushed finally stopped, he turned around to see the room in front of him.

His bedroom was a simple one where his nest made of random twigs, twine, silks, branches, feathers, random coins, other bits of things and it was placed in the center of the room. It took him at least three months to make that nest but he missed his old one back at the roost.

He had his drawers and his closet holding all this stuff but there are at least three maps on the walls.

One wall had one map of this land called maria and the islands around the place. His trinkets and stuff were moved around the place some made-up his bed, some on shelves, but if techno were to see this, he would be very confused why it was so cluttered. There are photos of him and mumza when he was in the 1920s after he got his wings that being in the eighties when Queen Victoria ruled, she looked so good in the dresses of time when alcohol was banned.

Every time he smelt the drink gin, he was reminded of what government cause and a freedom he had to be a creature of his type having the same freedom as human. may that only be happing with gangs or groups of such.

He sighed putting down his heart locket with a ring with it and frame holding the photo. His head felt fuzzy again and he turned to see the window that looked out to see the stables and other houses around this place simple stuff. Well, his sight became more uneven and blurry again he blinked once again trying to stabilize his vision.

it did not do anything like that it made it worse, so he laid down once again on his fluffy nest slash bed with feathers on the floor. “Ow this suck.”

he scratched his wings out a little bit causing more to fall on the floor. He notices how some of the feathers stayed on the skin even though they were dead and need to be removed he saw how the skin was strangely warm it was as if wax were coming back but maybe this would end.

Then he blacked out again his head hitting some of his misplaced pillows. He at once woke back up in limbo, he noticed how loco and northern lights playing soul cards while the foxes and coyotes were playing with each other like how pups would with each other.

Loco looked up and his gruff raspy accent “hey.”

She waved back slowly as northern lights looks up with very confused eyes “why are you back here?” the spoke of confusion lacing every single word and syllable

Phil was kinda confused as well but loco just looked at them both and with their tired voice “well he is pass out from the events or something….” He smiles and northlights side eye loco who was watching her familiars dancing and playing at his feet as Philza got his thoughts in a in order.

“I miss home…” said Philza as the smell of gin was in the air “oh why don’t you just go back home to the great tree?” Asked loco who was puzzled “because he has a friend and home down there too and he probably smelt some gin or whisky.”

Remarked northern lights as he glazed down at his hands as if there is something more important on both if stared at long enough. “Yeah….”

Both started up their game again “so mumza thinks it is weird that dream hasn’t come to see foolish or silver tongue.” Commented loco as he had a card holding a funeral pyre

Flash back unpaused

She looked at him and nodded. she moved her veil so the eyes on her neck could be seen once again “so you want a pair of wings mortal?” he nodded and tapping his foot lightly in anticipation. She tapped her finger to where her chin was and hummed in thought. Phil waited anticipation he waited he could feel his skin prickling softly.

then she gestured towards the bushes on her left where a small stream/river was, and a woman appeared she was tall maybe around six feet maybe seven feet he could not tell she was wearing a black dress with the sleeves not fully connected to the top the bottom of the dress with the skirt was the color of the ender portal matter.

she also was adorned with this giant sun hat that at the rims of the hat there were feathers hanging down from string with beads on them also to crows sitting on her hat which was black.

she had a heart Insignia on the middle of her top and there are bits of gold detailing. There was a lilac pink cloak that hung at her shoulders her black hair was slightly purple as a curled and hung at her sides the two crows watched with their beady eyes as her strangely calm expression gazed around the space.

she moved with regal, grace and power like a queen would it was and powering it was also terrifying he assumed this was lady death as she moved no words were spoken but she merely stared at sun tail and nodded

“Hello suntail.” She speaks with a slight echo as she turns to suntail to make conversion “so why was I pulled from my meeting with my brothers?”

suntail tips her veil that is adorned with white flowers. blackthorn flowers he watched both women fighting and shooting up remarks like muskets. “So, what is this mortal doing here?” asked the woman with the crow

“Well lady death, he wants a pair of wings.”

“Oh my. What is going to happen? What is your name?” she turned to Philza her eyes, glazing him with a coy expression and grab his face to look at him better.

He felt so scared as he remembers that this woman is lady death, shivers ran down his back goosebump running down his arms. He was looking at her and she gently held his face like a mother something he did not understand why.

“Lady death.” He nodded or at least tries too “I am Philip logos riceshrie.” She lets go and he step back a bit as she turned to suntail and whisper something and Phil was observing the land and then “mortal we accept on the offer you have given me. After some telling you challenge to get the wings.” said suntail.

He looked at her with anticipation and fear mixing in a cursed cauldron. He was waiting for a minuet as the sound of a Russian cussing went through the entire clearing and out came this big buff man cussing in Russian.

“Ah pyros hello I asked you a favor and you will have the best time if you accept.” suntail as she received it kiss on her lower left hand from pyro.

which was terrifying the realization of his poor decision finally, finally got two his brain properly, but he wanted his wings he was going to get them and maybe even die but maybe even meet his brother again. “Fine I'll listen, and I accept.” He spoke in a Russian accent which shook the branches slightly.

There was fire on him on his shoulders, antlers, tail at the end and on the spine of the tail he wore something akin to either a blacksmith or a royal somewhere in the mix the color palettes were rusty Reds and oranges accented by black, grey, soot and Violet purple.

Phil notices the slight deer hoofs and fur on pyro's lakes and feet, also add to that observation that he took he saw the eyes silver grey that glowed slightly blue and there are slits for his pupils.

“what's the plan then?” said lady death finally speaking after a long terrifying silence

“Whoa, you speak Kristen.” pyro cracks ary smile, as lady death punches him in the arm

“Well, we're going to take this to the arena and pyro who hurry in a fight with Philip and if Phil can last about 10 minutes and bring pyro down for one minute or for the last 10 seconds of the 10 minutes, he'll get his desire.” she took a finger and pointed it directly at Phil as he started to sweat from anxiety

“Alright then.” But before anything could happen Phil ran back to the rooms and out of the courtyard which took about 15 minutes, but he could hear and feel the eyes on him as the footsteps of pyro suntail and lady death.

Everything started to change slightly as he had now reached with a sickening lurch the gateway to the rest of the temple and the doorway entranceway out of the courtyard, he immediately ran inside he ran inside.

he hit a giant tapestry accidentally causing it to come crashing down hitting it with one of the flames of the torch Lantern that he had shattered causing it to go up in smoke the tapestry was slowly becoming burnt it was not finished as the burning sound became stronger.

he turned to his left and ran down the corridors trying to find his way to escape so he would not have to face the giant fire guard that was on his heels same with sun tail and lady death lady death hissed and agony as her leg was touched by the fire.

suntail growled as he heard the little pitter pattering coming from her claws add pyro to the sounds of footsteps and the sounds of crows shrieking and calling could be heard behind him it felt as if he were soon to die in this temple, he had a moment of clarity thinking the gods would not want to have a mortal die in their temple what they?

But before he could ponder anything too deeply, he turned a corner coming into more tapestries in desperation not stopping to think before he entered the room there was a statue at the end of the room and it was suntail’s statue, but he did not notice anything he saw it and then he wanted to completely panic mode.

he hit the wall in blind panic causing more tapestries unfinished to fall to the ground some tearing on the spikes and weapons in the corners and other sharp edges it did not look as he hit a dead end coming to a skittering halt, he tried to stop himself before anything could happen.

he heard the disgruntled noises coming from pyro and the furious anger of hissing and clicks coming from suntail as he could see the veil misplaced on her head showing more of her face but only from the mouth down revealing mandibles as well as human lips, she is truly horrific as he saw those same eyes on her neck starting to become more ferocious.

now he realized why the placement of the sun on her abdomen was placed there it was like a bigger version of a Black Widow no wonder she even towered the tall God next to her for a black spider of her species what is bigger than anything else.

“Hey-hey- please don’t kill-oh please do.” his speech would not help him as he stammered out the words suntail was now more fractious than ever he was back up to the sun dial on it pedestal it hurt slightly but he was staring down the eyes on her neck and her mandibles that moved and made clicking sounds and he froze.

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