The tension in the chamber rose once more as the Goddess of Light and the God of Darkness exchanged a silent standoff. Her pristine white eyes bore into his hollow black voids, unyielding yet tempered with the weight of the moment.
Finally, she relented, stepping back as her divine might dissipated, her luminous presence dimming just enough to signal her withdrawal from interference.
The God of Fate, sensing his opportunity, chuckled bitterly, his voice dripping with mockery. "Haha! How beautiful! It seems I have gained a great comrade, but God of Darkness, don't think you can fool me. If anyone benefited from that Oath aside from the Goddess of Light, it was you."
Though bound and unable to turn to face him, his words echoed through the Council Hall with defiant clarity.
The God of Darkness's lips curled into a subtle, knowing smile, but he remained silent. His enigmatic demeanor and lack of denial spoke volumes, leaving the implication to linger heavily in the air.
