A Generous Offer?

Before Cain could verbally address their unseen assailants, Kali seized the initiative.

"Hey, dipshits! You wanna go a few rounds with us? Then quit skulking and get your bony asses out here! I promise I'll only break half of them!" she hollered, voice dripping with derisive scorn.

Her simmering rage piqued far more than usual as she abhorrently disdains the notion of sneak attacks.

In response, flickering luminance speared through the miasma, dual manifestations of flame and frost that presaged their attackers' arrival. 

Congealing from motes of scintillating light were four figures - two male, two female, all in the flush of youth and possessing otherworldly countenances belying mortal heritage.

The men exuded a compelling aura of majesty, features so unearthly in their masculine perfection that even Heavenly Emperors would avert their eyes, countenances burning with humiliation at the unfavorable comparison.