Sirius thought for a while about Forseti's power. His mind was full of doubt about whether this young God was really on their side. Before he realized it though, he had fallen asleep.
Suddenly he was welcomed by the scene of
Nanna's venomous smile, reveling in their despair, basking in the ruin she had orchestrated. It wasn't victory she savored—it was their loss.
"My decision is law," Odin said, his tone cutting through the room like steel. "The two of you are forbidden. Don't try my patience."
Saoirse forced herself upright, her body trembling, every fiber of her being fighting against exhaustion. Her heartbeat thundered in her ears, but she refused to yield.
"You have no right to tell us what we can and cannot do!" Her voice cracked, but she pressed on, rising above her fatigue. "Mani is our god. He hasn't denied us!"