Rachel leaned back in her chair. "And that's that. After he died, I blacked out, woke up here."

  The man interviewing her leaned forward, his mud brown eyes never leaving her shining purple ones. "You can understand our skepticism, I hope. Hard to believe such an... experienced Agent would mistake a Demi-God for a mere Mage.

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  She raised an eyebrow. "Well, that settles it. I.T.A.'s doomed. I mean, to be fair, whole world's doomed, so...."

  Just as the man was about to respond, the room began shaking.

  "Mortals, Judgement upon your sins has been passed. The Compact has been broken by one of your own, the blood of ours has been spilled. Your Gods will return. Prepare."