A divine filled the area as Nuada answered Theo’s call. This was the body that had stood on the battlefield as a symbol of victory. Nuada’s divine power gently revived the heavily wounded masters and healed them to the point where they could battle again. Most legends admired him as a war god, but there were also a few that showed him as a healing god.

The king of the gods wasn’t almighty, but he was close to all-powerful. He protected the fishermen in the sea, healed diseases, and ruled from the sky as a sun god. He had no peer in strength and had an army of followers. In the second battle of Mag Tuired, he had been the guardian who had risked his life to overthrow Crom Cruach.

He spoke to Invidia in a voice filled with dignity.

[You look different from last time, Invader.]

As Theo had guessed, the two beings knew each other. Nuada looked coldly at Invidia, who wore the shape of an old man.

[No, I don’t think a shell means much to you. But the shallow need to take away the power of others to fulfill...