"Was it your intent to kill me, sister?" Sayha said in a voice that sounded like the howling wind, to Shilen. She smiled mysteriously at him, reclining upon her dais.

"Perhaps, my brother, but that's part of the fun, isn't it? It's been so long since any of us have had to fight for our lives...it just spices things up a bit in our long existence, don't you think?" she murmured, fingering the end of one of his wing feathers. "Besides, you started the game when you impregnated the girl." She stood and stretched. "Look how much fun we had though, even Maphr joined in when it seemed like the game was dying." she mused.

"Was it really right to play with their lives as such? I lost a great warrior." Paagrio stated, entering Shilen's chamber in a ball of fire.

"Or did you?" she smirked. Paagrio's hand balled into a fist at his side.

"He is as good as lost." the god said in a voice that sounded like the roaring flame. "Enough with your games, sister. Do not involve any more of my creation-children in them." With that he disappeared in a roar of flame.

"So who will start the next game?" Sayha asked as Shilen returned to her dais. She sat and crossed her legs in one graceful motion, her mysterious smile returning.

"Tsk tsk my brother, the next game has already begun. Let us sit back and watch, shall we?"

There would never be a smile more sinister and dark ever known to reality as the one Shilen smiled at that moment.