Arad grabbed Eris in his arms and looked at her face. She wasn't weak; in fact, she was divine. Her body writhed invisibly with power, but she was asleep, not unconscious.
She was just horribly overwhelmed by her own power to the point of freezing in place. Her brain was already that of a god, but she herself wasn't able to follow her own thoughts yet.
The only thing Arad could do now was send her to rest inside his stomach.
As Eris disappeared between his arms, he looked back at the angels, "You as well, watch over her until she wakes up."
The angels looked at him, then at Gamond, "What about her?"
"Nothing, they were fighting in a match. What matters now is Eris getting enough rest. I can feel that she was still awake, just too overwhelmed by her power to act." He waved his hand, and his void engulfed the angels, "Go."
The angels found themselves inside Arad's small world beside Eris, who was asleep on a bed. They looked at each other and then sighed.
