Cassiopeia's View The hand of Gods

This occurres just after this thread.

It would seem Hemlocke's prayers would be answered. The wolf thought, as a great light flashed the skies. As the Gods hurled a massive star, to strike down havoc, pain and death upon Moonspear. Their enemies would be made to stop any reproach and action by it. The Saints would be prosperous through winter and they would be safe. To be heard by the Gods for the very first time the little hellhound was both shocked and horrified by it. At what cost, was this? How many deaths lay scattered across the mountain side? How many sacrifices made? And would what would be seen as a Saints victory today, would it mean a great loss for them at later times?

Hemlocke takes a large gulp. His dark, bloodied eyes staring up at the mountain in obvious fear and grief. From here at this view  he could nearly see it all- from the area which had been struck, from the great dirt cloud down the side, likely leaving a horrible landslide into the Glen below, all the way to the sea, wild and great. It was a sight he was certain he would never forget.