Ankyra Sound Genesis 1

Nayavanti's tense muscles unfolds in relief when the other is now in close proximity. Still, she frowns uncharacteristically at her words. Like a pup that was told they couldn't play outside in the rain. The woman sighs defeatedly, hoping Visalia wouldn't sense her childish response. 

"I know."

She is right, of course. Their god wouldn't throw away the perfect opportunity of much needed divine intervention. And there would never come a day Nayavanti would find Visala's words incorrect.

Although, Visala wouldn't be this restless unless she had an ulterior motive. 

"Food for thought?" She offers.