Gods VS Mortals

“There is only one way: Destroy them all."

Lucan's burning eyes moved slowly from one god to the next, hoping his harsh decree had convinced more of them to take his side. It had seemed like an eternity (which it very well could have been) since all the gods had gathered together like this.

“This can not be the way, I still believe this would be an over reaction.” Ranna said, waving her hand as if to throw away Lucan's idea. “What the mortals need is our guidance.”

“You cannot be seriously talking about the, elves” Lucan scowled “How can you be so passionate about the race that yellowed your fields, up rosed and murdered your followers, even attacked you! There is nothing in their heart but the love for wealth and power.”

She glared back at him. “That is your doings at work, Lucan. It was only when they broke on to the Flats of Power that you stopped enjoying their growing domination of Nithra.”

“We all agree mortals have gone too far," Srill interrupted, knowing there was a need to interrupt before the argument went on further. "But the answer isn't to wipe away all of our work. It is only a few races that have gone this far. Perhaps a select cleansing instead of complete destruction."

Rook shook his head. "I have to agree with Lucan on this matter. Wiping them out is the only way."

"The answer is obvious," interrupted Cazil. "If my power was allowed to grow, the mortals would be in no position to challenge us. Fear will keep them in line, it always should have."

Kara roared. "Absurd! It's proven that apart any one of us can be overcome by the mortals. It is our neglect that has brought this upon us. The solution must be one that we can all agree on."

"can you be too blind?" Lucan growled. "How can you not see that the mortals must be punished?"

"You ignore their honor," Marr countered. "They earned the right to exist.

"Right to exist?" Innok cackled. "Leave them to their selfs and they will destroy themselves in greed and hate. We should not kill them, but step to the side and let them waste them selfs."

"We don't have that kind of time," Ro speaks. "The planes are already weak, some have already been completely erased, our powers have grown too weary to hold them. We must strike back while we still can.