459 Gaius' Rage

Just as Astaroth fainted, Kloud stepped behind him, catching him so he wouldn't fall to the ground. Aberon was still looking at the deity in awe.

Aberon had a similar thought to Astaroth. He was finding her traits to be extremely familiar.

Looking at her closely, he figured out why, as she kept smiling warmly. Looking at Astaroth in Kloud's arms, and looking back at Nemus, he made the connection.

The goddess looked exactly like Astaroth if he had been a woman—same facial features, only more delicate.

Silent Light reached the clearing at this moment, walking up to Nemus, thinking it was one of Astaroth's new forms. Given the crown of thorns on her head, he thought it might be a new form of Luna.

He couldn't see the giant stag that had been threatening the shelter anywhere and wondered if Astaroth had already taken care of it. Not far from him, the five other players were currently slack-jawed, watching the situation like watching a movie.