When all of the gods looked back at Eris, they saw something even more horrifying sitting on her lap. "Your lap is soft, isn't it?" Sena was sitting on Eris's lap, and judging by her aura, she had come here at full power.
"You said you needed help, right?" As Sena spoke and her eyes radiated blue light, all the gods could remember her father's horrifying glare. She had come here for blood, and she was just as crazy as her father was.
"A massive army of abominations is approaching, so we need all hands on deck." As Eris spoke, Sena looked up, extended her hand, and a black tentacle sprouted from her fingers and pierced the tent's ceiling.
"Nine billion and a few hundred thousand abominations; average strength is around a small city to blow a mortal moon. They even have an avatar with them and a few nasty higher-ranking abominations." Sena was an abomination as well, so she could intercept the abominations' communications, discern patterns, and draw conclusions from that.
