Jolta's eyes narrowed as she walked around him. If his brother fell then he would swiftly follow.<br/>There was no reason to live, even as a god, if Athren perished.<br/><br/>Athren just lay there and panted. He would return the favor later if he ever got the use of his body back...ten fold.<br/>He was honestly just in a hurry to find out if his brother was okay...and when he was dragged out to lay besides him that worry lifted slightly, seeing Jolta laying in the grass, unharmed.<br/><br/>The storm Jolta was whipping up started to bare rain as thunder boomed directly overhead.