At the bottom of a crater formed by the Jet-Black Meteor Givleon’s Givleon Smasher move, feeble wisps of fire and water seeped out of the earth—earth that had been turned into a sheet of glass by the incredible heat.
Eventually, those wisps coalesced into the shape of two little girls.
“Urgh... That was, like, the worst...”
“How dare Windia abandon us like that... We’ll need to punish her for skittering off, don’t you think?”
Flaress and Aquilata had revived. They’d used up a lot of mana, though, so their current forms were truly pathetic. If they tried proclaiming themselves gods in this state, nobody would believe them.
“So, like... That weird insect guy was one thing, but I don’t think we could even take those reincarnators! Right? I mean, those guys were definitely as strong as the Dark God!”
“Hah! We simply need to incite the other humans against them! I am not going to take them on directly a second time, that’s for sure. Never again.”
Since the goddesses were based on faeries, they could easily revive as long as their cores remained intact.
It wasn’t even clear if they were living beings. Whatever they were, their constitution was as incomprehensible as their behavior.
“I don’t wanna be a god anymoooooore... Why do we gotta deal with all kinds of stuff that could get us killed?”
“Tell that to those other gods! They’re the ones messing with our world! Doesn’t that make you mad?!”
“But our enemies are stronger than us! There’s no way we can beat them!”
“Mmmgh...”
Both the reincarnators and the mysterious creature that had appeared were stupidly powerful. Even though Aquilata and Flaress were gods, their opponents were easily on par with them. In fact, they surpassed them.
“At any rate,” Aquilata said, “this confirms that the destruction we saw that other time was the work of reincarnators, not the Dark God. That means we’re safe for now. We should count ourselves fortunate for that, at least.”
“I sure don’t feel safe!” Flaress exclaimed. “Still—they were staring daggers at us, but they let us get away for some reason.”
“Mmm... Most likely, they lost sight of us due to that bizarre thing’s attacks. In the chaos, it even lost track of us. What a foolish creature...”
“The reincarnators, whatever that thing was—it feels like they’re all looking down on us! Urgh, it makes me so mad! But, yeah, Aquilata—you think you can beat them?”
“The reincarnators? Frankly... It would be difficult, I can say that much.”
Even Aquilata couldn’t see herself defeating the reincarnators. They completely defied every one of this world’s norms. The Four Gods had messed with other gods’ worlds, and now those other gods were getting revenge—but the Four hadn’t expected their reprisal to be this much of a hassle...
Worse, the reincarnators were so openly hostile toward them that they’d certainly be gunning for the Four again soon.
Fortunately, humans didn’t live all that long. The four could at least rest assured that the reincarnators would be buried six feet under in a century.
“Not a huge issue,” Aquilata said. “Humans are short-lived creatures. We can simply wait them out.”
“What if the other gods gave them divine protection, though? Something that makes them live longer?” Flaress asked. “I feel like those guys would totally copy those kinds of light novel tropes...”
“They can’t interfere here to that extent. Remember, the God of Creation specifically gave us this world’s administrative permissions. And gods don’t have the power to meddle with each other’s territories too much. Or at least, I don’t think they do.”
“Mmm... But even with those powers, we can’t get into that extradimensional hallowed place. Plus, we’re up against gods, so I feel like they’ve gotta have some kinda ace up their sleeve.”
“Flaress... Is it just me, or are you much sharper than usual? You’re typically such a simpleton... Did you hit your head on something? Do you have a fever, perhaps? Is the world coming to an end?”
“Rude!”
When it came to fun, the Four Gods gave it their all. They shirked their managerial duties as stewards of the world, its ecosystem, and its environment, but fun? That was when they got serious.
And sometimes, that made them cunning when you least expected it.
“Well, we can hardly stay in this crater forever,” Aquilata said. “Especially since that strange creature could return any moment. Let’s hurry back.”
“Yeah, and then we’ll give Windia what’s comin’ to her... That traitor! How dare she!”
After encountering their natural enemy in person, the goddesses fled back to their base, shrunken forms flitting over the battlefield.
Too caught up in their discussion, unusually serious by their standards, they completely failed to notice how crazy they looked. They remained unaware until later, when their return to the sacred realm incited a roar of laughter.
The righteous hero seemed to have a knack for giving people afros.