“That's impossible.”
“Impossible?” Vengeance exclaimed. “I am a god, you impudent, little primate. That word has no meaning for me.”
Sucking air through her gaping mouth, Desa closed her eyes. A shiver went through her. “How…” she stammered. “How did it happen?”
Vengeance chuckled and poked the ground with her cane. “Hanak Tuvar played her part,” she said. “Your people harnessed her power, and you built weapons. Terrible weapons. You wiped yourselves out. A fitting end for sinners who deserve every last drop of suffering that I could inflict on them.”
“Send me back,” Desa pleaded. “I can prevent this.”
“Why would I want to prevent it?”
“The scrolls say you came to this world to teach us.”
Once again, Vengeance laughed, and at this time there was glee and it. She whacked Desa with th
