Cloud Sea

"Hm... what a strange world." You muse. Scanning the world, you see a large fight taking place on top of a clock tower. "My my, what power." You say as you watch a fight between a horned boy and a girl with red eyes, white hair, and a flute. After a while, it seems that they came to an agreement. As you turn to look further, a giant glowing figure appears from the sky. "Uhhhhhh, how strange."

The red eyed girl grabbed the horned boy and held a blade to his throat, trying to buy them time. Sadly, her planned failed, and she was **** to fight the glowing man. Using a powerful spell, she deflected the man's fist, giving the boy time to escape with an orange haired girl and a man covered in bandages. "How will this end?" You ask yourself. Before the girl could counter, a red haired man with a scar over his eye appeared behind her and stabbed her with a strange blade. The boy grew furious and unleashed a large amount of magical power. "Hm... well well well." You say throwing a hand up towards your alcove. A portal opened up underneath the girl, sucking her to your tower.

"Oh dear. That wound is very dangerous." You say taking a look at her wound. It went through her back and out to her shoulder.

"She is strong, and will make a great champion, but only if I can save her." You say. "Hm, I have no knowledge of how to save her. And I doubt filling her with godly energy will save her." You say thinking aloud. "Ah, A simple fix for the moment." You say before snapping your fingers. The girl disappeared once more, but now you sent her into your workshop, where you placed her in a stasis bubble. It stopped time for anything inside the bubble, stopping the girl from loosing any blood.

"It seems I will need to visit Etheos." You say before returning to your scrying crystal. You scanned around for a while before finding the god inside a giant plasma storm. With a wave of your hand, you appear inside the storm, a few feet away from the god.

"Hm? Oh, Exerius. How's it going?" Etheos smiled.

"Pretty good. This is a bit more than a social call I'm afraid." You start. "Are there any gods of healing or something of similar domains?" You ask.

Etheos furrows his brow and rubs his chin.