Lee
She regarded the goddess of sadness with disinterest. "This is an impressive amount of words you have used to tell us nothing." She drawled, unimpressed. "Whether he had delusions of righteousness matters not. He defied the will of our Mother, or she would not have screamed for aid like she did." She twirled a hand, summoning one of her Abundances to it. The sickle was only a Lesser Weapon... For now, anyway... But it was more than enough of an indicator for her answer to the disgraced deity's actions. "He is to be cut down, slaughtered with all the grandeur of a random mortal stumbling into our path. There is no mercy for him, no matter how intentions."

TSU, too, drew the ire of the Wheatmother as her gaze swivelled from one little sister to another. "Intentions are irrelevant here." She said smoothly, "The defiance of the Creator's will is his unforgiveable crime." She did not care if he had been acting out of some misguided attempt to save them. If Gaia demanded that one of them die, no matter how pure or innocent, she would gladly execute them herself. They were all extensions of her will, as far as she was concerned, and so she found the thought of a deity perishing by the World Tree's hand no more frightening than dead skin cells turning into hair upon a mortal's head.

If there was one thing to be said about the goddess of the harvest, it was her steadfastness... Or perhaps, stubbornness? Regardless, she was unshaken by any of the arguments that the others had put forth, looking annoyed that they were even trying. In the end, what mattered was the results, rather than the intent. If he had been playing by the Will of the Mother Goddess, then she might have considered granting him some amount of mercy, but the scream had made it very clear to her that this was not the case. As such, the only rightful fate awaiting the god of fate was death, to be absorbed back into Gaia and redone to fix whatever mutation had turned him from a cell into cancer.
Mary
For once in their existence, Onesifi was silent, pensive. They knew very little about the dangers that threatened their existence - and the existence of the entire universe, of course - and it unnerved them so utterly and completely that words could not form in their mind and thoughts raced with all the possibilities of what their foe might be, might desire, might do to them. They still had enough good sense not to pat Mini-Majesty's head - even if she allowed them, it could easily be a test, asking how much deference Onesifi would have for her even in her less threatening form. But other than that, their very mind remained unmoving in its circling- a decidedly uncharacteristic state for the deity of travel.

But slowly, as more and more deities spoke, their mind grew focused enough to start truly pondering their situation. The entire "Understanding the motives" Debate was quietly amusing; as Rav'Nixander and Soldr had pointed out, motivation informed deeds - and knowing one's motivation could let anyone versed enough in the workings of minds predict their behaviour. Still, they were silent for that period - still gathering information on this Godeater.

Unfortunately, there was precious little of it. Majesty merely recited what Onesifi had known already (although it did catch their ear that Majesty mentioned felling the greater threat - something they had thought impossible; if let a slight hope bloom in their chest - something that was not to be lingered on). Whatever the hooded goddess was whispering to Rav'Nixander was said too quietly for them to hear - at least without raising others' suspicions. And Triticea, in her lack of flexibility, refused to recite anything important.

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Which left the ashen goddess - the only one who was actually contributing to the meeting in terms of useful information, Gaia bless her. And important information it was indeed. Edon ejected her while allowing some others in his domain - which meant that he had allies, despite everything. She had a fragment somewhere close to his realm - which meant she could lead someone to it. And, as far as they understood her chirps, at least, Edon did not truly desire to kill the goddess whom the meeting was called for - although the fact contradicted all other information. With that, they had finally found what they desired to say.

As soon as Triticea finished speaking, Onesifi flew over the line of deities into the center of the circle, landing before Rav'Nixander and clearing their throat. "Pray, allow me to insert my own beliefs on the matter into the discussion," They stated with their usual small smile on their face and an even tone - one that signified that they would take the next few minutes of everyone's time by force.

With that, the deity of ambition turned around to TSU, curtsying before her. "First of all, allow me to express my gratitude to dear Flimey - for bringing something to attention that none other so far has." An elegant twirl of a dancer - and they were now facing Rav'Nixander's mortal form. "The threat has allies. We don't know who they are, we don't know why they allied with such a vile creature - but he has them. Which means we might very well be infiltrated by them, considering our dear host has seen fit to invite every divine soul around the Yggdrasil. We have to keep our senses sharp."

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In the next second, they moved away from the crystal deity and closer to Triticea. "With all due respect, Florilesse, I expected more thought from you. You pride yourself on knowing Her ways - and yet you forget something. Deities can be reborn. Executing them for good is a process I am not sure we even could accomplish," - at their next phrase, a smirk appeared on their lips, and their voice could not help but show a certain amount of irony. "Unless someone would like to converse with the greater enemy in order to find out its secrets. Or to eat our foe's godfruit - which would be immensely poetic, of course, but I doubt anyone could stomach the taste, considering the odour he has."

They turned back once more, stating with clarity and power in their voice. "We will need to act more creatively. A prison demiplane, perhaps? One which no one could leave, nor enter - except for the warden, of course. But that is but one proposal - one which we could enact right now, with the gathering we have. But before that, one more thought."

The pantheon idea that Majesty put forth seemed rather rational, on paper. However, they knew that, when dealing with the likes of the Archfiend, they had to tread carefully. She was likely using this as another avenue of empowerment - and hoping for such a nefariously titled deity to be fair with the power she is given was akin to asking a hyena not to steal a lion's meat.

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"About the pantheon that Her Majesty Delemma proposed. While I am, obviously, fully committed to the cause of striking down the threats to Gaia and Her world, I find the idea rather dubious due to the immutability and rigidity of a pantheon as a structure. Should a villain find their way there, they could easily abuse the rules that are set before them; no matter how much time we spend deliberating the specifics, the loopholes will always be found; and should it function as a non-aggression pact, then the pantheon would find itself completely worthless. I do not doubt the goodness of any gathered here, of course, but it is a question worth considering."

And besides that, there was a plan they had that would be ruined by joining such a pantheon. A plan that could not be freely discussed in an environment contaminated with doubt. They turned towards Rav'Nixander, sending it a simple telepathic message. "Bring a part of yourself to your demiplane. I have something that merits discussion."

The message sent, they bowed before the audience, finishing their speech with a small "My gratitude for your attention." With that, they flew back to their corner, ready to listen to everyone's concerns.
Loretta
Suzuhime's fragment folded its ears upon hearing the words of Triticea, "While I for the most part do agree with the fact that they are a danger at this point and the motives behind said danger do not mater" She paused trying to think of how to word her next sentance, since it was clear she wanted to say _something_ but her experiance dealing with others, which is to say... Minimal, even during her past life was holding her back.

"It does not feel right to me to use the will of the creator as justification for doing so, not until we can actualy understand what they mean", she pauses, "Don't get me wrong, I understand "Screamed for aid" Is concerning, but... Your domain is one of organic life no? Do some of them not cry for aid during rather normal functions like childbirth? Is the treatment of injuries sometimes not unpleasant, you are right in that we should be doing what we should to protect her, but using a singular incident of discomfort to jump on slaughter risk becoming the bloodcells that kill there host fighting an infection"

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She paused, still processing the ongoing envrioment.

"I... Do find the evidince convincing in this case though, the creator has not spoken directly to any of us... Why would she choose _now_ to start, why him? Using the avaliable information, I almost wonder if the one who seeks to devour gods is responsible for his so-called visions"
Lynn
Adira stood silently, saying nothing as her siblings continued their debate. What Majesty said interested her; another devourer. Adira sighed and spoke up, a light frown on her face. "If this baby eater is simply a nuisance, why have you not yet rooted him out?" She outstretched her hand, forming a droplet of water on the very tip of my index finger. "He is like a poison. He weaves his way from the sounds of it. How do you all know his spies are not already amongst us? He could deceive our brethren as they are born, converting them over to his side."

She looked at each of the Gods in turn, her eyes lingering on the goddess of sadness a little longer. The droplet then sunk back into her finger. "You should've only invited people who have fought him before; then we would have useful information. Does anyone know anyone who has fought this deceiver, or at least talked to him? Then we could actually get some useful information, instead of padding this meeting with useless words to tell nothing. What we need is information, then we formulate a plan of action." She clenched her tiny hands into a fist, looking quite comical in her tiny form. "A pantheon, like my elder sibling said," Adira continued, referring to Tricitea, "Would be quite easy for anyone to slip into. Even now, as I said, you cannot trust anyone you don't know."

Adira paused. "I propose we call someone who has seen and fought the devourer head on, and knows his tricks." With that, Adira was done with her speech, ready to hear the other's concerns.