The moment Gamond's wing tore off, she knew that Eris was no longer going to stay a mortal for long. She wasn't facing an elf, vampire, half dragon, demigoddess, or even all of the above combined. She was facing a true goddess being born; the power forbidden in the mortal world was slowly emerging from her.
Gamond might not be a goddess, but her old world had its share of demigods that tried to ascend and rule over it, all of which fell beneath her claws. In fact, the last living being that remained alive in the world beside her for the longest time was a demigod that hid away from her and slowly froze to death over two hundred years.
But Eris was already past that; she was now bearing the mark of divinity and reaching a higher dimension. The higher her power grew, the hotter her plasma boiled, and the deeper her murderous rage expanded, the closer she got to divinity.
