I was spiralling into a blind fury, ready to kick the nearest rock into the next province, when a new notification pinged in the centre of my vision.
[You have gained an item from your god.]
The anger vanished, replaced by a jolting sense of whiplash. I stared at the message, blinking in disbelief. Another window popped up beneath it.
[It comes with a personal message: "Don't misuse this. And stop cursing me in your thoughts!"]
I ducked my head involuntarily, feeling exactly like a cat caught with its head in the cheese bowl. My heart skipped a beat. Damn! Could he actually read my mind across dimensions and realms? I felt a genuine chill crawl down my spine. Gods… they really were terrifying entities when they wanted to be.
[You have received: The Cleavage Scissors.][The item has been placed in your inventory.]
