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"Gaurds.." 

***Saundra started approaching, very slowly making her way towards the goddess before her.***

"Warriors.."

***A trail of fire traced her arm, being collected at her palm, manifesting a long sword with a sharp edge, allowing her to spin it in her hand, showing off how heavy thos thing was.***

"Followers.. Slaves.. Pests! Whatever you call them. A goddess should have an army by her own making, if you lack the skill for proper creation, then you are not worthy of your title."

***She was close enough, her sword raised just so it's tip could poke onto the very edge of the woman's forehead, still showing off how painful and lethal this thing can get, you could even feel the overwhelming heat that was being Emitted from this weapon. Sandra swang her sword, stabbing it onto the ground beneath her as she glared down at the goddess before her in disgust.***

"What makes you useful?"

***She bluntly asked, her eyes turned to look at the person who was just getting birthed, careless about them and instead focusing bsck on humiliating the poor woman.***
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Lulu watched carefully as the slither deity approached her again and she frowned to herself, finding this new interaction she was having not... The best. *I need to just get back to my realm. I don't have time for this.* She thought to herself, and let a fragment of herself split off - in the form of a winged bug that took off. Either unnoticed by Saundra or if the war deity had noticed, been too quick to catch. It flew back to her realm and Lulu looked slightly more relieved. This fragment here was her smallest part - 50% of her mind at Hunters Haven, 40% now back to her realm, and a meager 10% here. She didn't care if this god tried to fight her - she'd just defend. She didn't want to waste energy with this deity, anyway. 

Luella watched the sword creation with a now slightly agitated expression, leaning more towards the annoyed part of 'why are we beefing?' then her previous concerned parts. 

*Slaves?? Pests??? What Deity creates something they look so little upon, who laughs and scorns at their own creation and calls them weak. Who has such hate in their heart for their own children?* Luella remained silent, but her mind was alive and rapidly spinning. ***I'm*** *The one not worthy of my title?? Who does she think she is??* With every word Saundra spoke, Luella's own bewilderment was slowly morphing into one of agitation.

At the tip of the sword her face swiftly turned into one of indignation and she took a step back, finding the heat unpleasant as well as not wanting Saundra to have any way of actually trying to strike her. Her gaze followed the sword now stabbing the ground and it lifted back up to meet eye contact with Saundra. 

"What makes you think it's okay to say those things? You were just born and you're starting a fight with someone who was trying to be *Nice.*". In the way she spoke it was clear the deity felt hurt by Saundra's words, but she wasn't trying to seem like it had no effect on her. Wearing her heart on her shoulder, Luella continued,

"You have *No* Right acting like this - who do you think gives you your power? Gaia? She's done enough by just letting you into this world - your mortals worship provides you divinity. Gives you more and more and you're standing here swinging a *Sword* At me asking me what makes *Me* Useful while you're just talking about your mortals as low as bugs." She huffed. 

"You need to grow up. You need to- to open your mind because you can't treat people like this, they won't like it I promise you that. You should be more open - not starting fights with everyone. I don't even know your name!" Lulu exclaimed with a huff of exasperation.
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Saundra, the goddess of war and violence, let out a low growl as she listened to Lulu's words. Her eyes narrowed as she glared at the other goddess, her muscles tensing as if ready to pounce. But even she knew that physically harming Lulu was not an option. She took a deep breath and spoke in a low, menacing tone.

"You dare to speak to me like that, creature?? Do you forget who I am? I am Saundra, the goddess of war and violence, feared by mortals and gods alike. My power is my own, and I need no mortal worship to sustain it. And as for being more open, I have never needed anyone but myself. I do not rely on others, unlike some weaklings."

Saundra's eyes blazed with anger as she stepped closer to Lulu, her sword still drawn. "And as for starting fights, that is what I was created to do. To wage war, to bring violence and chaos to the world. It is my purpose, and I embrace it fully. Mortals may fear me, but they also respect me. They know that without me, their battles would be lost and their enemies would triumph."

She let out a bitter laugh. "Do not presume to lecture me, weakling. You may have your own domain, but you are nothing compared to me. I am the embodiment of war, the ruler of violence. You would do well to remember that."

Saundra sheathed her sword and turned to walk away, her steps heavy with fury. She shot one last glance at Lulu. "And as for knowing my name, you should count yourself lucky that I even bothered to speak to you at all. Remember that next time you try to lecture me."

Yaa, she didn't cut her head sadly, she didn't consider her a threat so she was only more busy planning out her next battle in the mortal realm, even manifesting and experimenting around with different weapons to give to her worthless angels, she didn't expect Lulu to do anything to her since in her eyes she was nothing but a weakling. She let out a smoked huff, as if the argument was getting on her nerves.