From War to… (Part 1)

"A fine balance between offense and defense." Salaark said, making no sense to Lith and Solus who failed to notice the blade's self-imposed harmlessness. "Between creation and destruction."

"That's why I decided to rename War into Ragnarök. The twilight of the old gods and world that yet heralds the dawn of a new beginning. Not just an omen of death, but also of rebirth." Lith spilled a bit more blood to form a sheathe thick enough to seal Ragnarök and keep it tame.

"As long as I'm not included among your dying old gods, I like this name." Salaark replied with a flat tone and a furrowed brow, waiting for clarification before showing any reaction.

"Of course you're not included, Grandma." Lith laughed at the preposterous idea. "You are no god. You are family."