"Well then, the alliance has been officially established."
Nyx smiled, her clasp as she observed everyone present.
"If there's nothing else, I'd be taking my leave." Said Amaterasu, "I can't leave my universe with my siblings for too long or it will collapse on its own."
"Same here."
"I'll be taking my leave as well."
One by one, the gathered deities began to depart. The space-between-realities shimmered each time a god's essence vanished into the rift connecting them to their home universe.
Lugh rose from his throne with a casual grin, his golden spear dissolving into motes of light as he strode toward the exit.
"Let's hope this alliance doesn't die of old age before it does anything," he quipped before vanishing into a streak of radiant gold.
Odin followed, his single eye glimmering with cunning.
"We'll see where this path leads," he said, his words heavy with both promise and warning. A swirling vortex of runes enveloped him, and then he was gone.
