He took in the scene in less than a hundredth of a heartbeat, and decided on his attack. He cast his tri-body spell, one that worked only because of his three 'personalities.' A mental conference that took less than a nanosecond, and everyone knew there roles. Whites would get the sultan and protect him. Black would have a field day as long as there was no excessive property or person damage, other than the attacker. And Gray, him, would be tactical neutralization, or a Tac Nuke.<br/><br/>Black landed on the edge of the hole, and sat down, waiting for a quarter second for the others to get into place. "You don't look up very often, do you?"<br/><br/>Even as the godling instinctively looked up, Gray and White moved, Gray driving the enchanted main blade of his Sivridut through the attacker's arm and tearing, as White grabbed and preformed the fastest mass teleport in history, teleporting all the mages and the Sultan down to the lowest level of the palace. Gray then spent a second flourishing with his Sivridut, the two ends pulsing with power though it was a feint to keep the attacker from noticing that White had appeared back behind him. White grabbed the god and force teleported both of them up into the sky, as both Gray and Black began smashing the arrogent thing with divine abilities, burning through the 'daily' allotment twice as fast as a 'normal' god could, six divine blasts smashing the god about before they split up, Black charging straight at him only to vanish as Gray planted a hand on his back, and cast an Epic Spell, Implosion, on him.<br/><br/>White was back downstairs with the Sultan and what was left of his guards, as well as a vial full of the blood from the stab wound of the godling. He was channeling the first of his god slaying spell into it, repeating the spell until it finally took, and stripped him of his spell resistance and damage reduction. He was inside an aura suppression sphere, to keep the attacker from noticing and finding where he was.