Elias leaned back in his chair, letting the silence stretch until it became unbearable for the two gods standing across from him. "Alright," he said finally, fingers drumming once against the desk. "If we're done trading existential trauma and moral dilemmas, I have a plan."
Victor's eyes narrowed just slightly. "You always do."
"It's called efficiency," Elias replied dryly. "And before you start, yes, it's possible to solve both your problems without blowing up the planet or traumatizing a mortal."
Uno blinked. "Both problems?"
