The trip to Viracocha's office was a far cry from pleasant. Apparently, retrieving Jiuge's precious token was just the first of many hoops we had to jump through.
Upon arrival at the Divine Infrastructure Building, we were handed stacks of paperwork. Yes. Paperwork. Despite the advancement of digital technology in Mythica, Divine Infrastructure still uses paper forms.
"More forms?" I groaned, staring at the endless list of questions. "'Purpose of visit,' 'duration of stay,' 'have you recently handled hazardous magical materials?' Does eating a spicy taco count?"
"Stop whining and fill it out," Jiuge snapped, already scribbling on her own form. "This is standard for Council-level deities."
"I don't see you struggling with this," I muttered.
"That's because I've done this a thousand times before." She glanced at Agnos, who was lounging in the corner. "And don't even bother asking him for help. He always skips the paperwork."