The knife in my hand felt heavy. Whiro was adamant we get this done sooner. The previous days' events had scared everyone. The fact that saving Arakas had nearly wiped out me and my father, a demi god and an ex-god had not boosted anyone's confidence. He said I needed to become a god and now.
The truth was, I wasn't even mentally prepared for that responsibility. I have done an awful job at this so far. Hurt my mate disappointed others. I was fearful I would become even more impulsive and reckless if I had more power to tap into.
Whiro had said we could let others know now, that they needed to know. The gatekeeper trio was ready to send my father back to a different time. They had to find the right time and place so that his magical appearance wouldn't cause too much of an issue in the
