A bit more threatening, then some actual torture, and somehow only a few seconds and the trio arrived at a mesoamerican pyramid in Southern Mexico. "Where is it?" Bredry asked referring to the God. For some odd reason, after being convinced, the God had followed through with his promise. Perhaps his only virtue, honor. Because to be honest, Hermes could have easily exceeded the duo in speed, yet didn't. Perhaps fear, perhaps just honoring his word. Either way, Bredry did not see a god where he stood.
"Let me summon him boy." Hermes said with a scorn. His anger toward the Soul Rebel heard through each syllable. Bredry couldn't blame the being, after all, Bredry had broken his arms just enough for the God to give in. Rolling out a paper, Hermes looked to the top of the pyramid and using either the scrolls powers or his own, he shouted out, "Quetzalcoatl!" His voice seemed to actually break the barriers between worlds. Just then a being about the size of Prometheus appeared sitting on the top of the pyramid with a small dagger and shield. As Hermes started reading the letter, Bredry heard a voice.
“…….if…you…can…hear…me….break..the veil…between…. ….living….and…the dead,… ….have that…..knowledge….and you…shall….. an…… like no….other.”Whose... that? The words hadn't been meant for Bredry, it felt as if he had heard a piece of someone else's conversation. Turning around he wondered why he could hear the voice, a voice not of this realm. Perhaps Hermes command had affected more than he thought, or perhaps... no, mustn't raise my hopes. Bredry knew that world of the dead was infinite, so perhaps his own family could be freed, but most likely that was not to be true.
Turning back to the two Gods, Bredry heard Quetzalcoatl speak, "Perhaps. I doubt i am necessary." The god looked at Bredry and smiled, "Depending on how fun this is, i may yet join you." Nodding, Hermes then looked at Bredry and Prometheus, and spoke with the same scorn as before, "I'm done here." Too fast for even Bredry to keep up with, Hermes just ran away. "Bredry, don't worry about Hermes. From the stories i've heard, this guy is a lot worse." Prometheus whispered. Still grinning, Quetzalcoatl stood up, "You're friend's right you know. Perhaps maybe even underestimating me, you see, unlike many other Gods, i've actually grown in power. Odd right, but true.
"You see, after decimating the culture, i took my families great power. The spanish fought in my name, destroying the Mayans. Because of that, the other gods were destroyed with the cultures that followed them, this being my domain, i collected the remains. While a few may have escaped, Huitzilopochtli, Xipe Totec, Tlaloc, and Tezcatlipoca were the ones i made sure died. The only four who were on my level of influence and power. Then there was the Mayan calender, something that still has belief in it til this day. Yes, only this is needed to sustain and increase my power, as it stands, people still fear it." He shook his head and tsked, "Shame really, i thought they were stronger now."
"Is he bluffing?" Bredry whispered to Prometheus, "I hope so." Prometheus whispered back. Licking his dagger, Quetxalcoatl said, "Only time will tell right?" A chuckle followed as the All Powered Mayan God dashed at them.
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