Killer of gods

twenty

A bright fire cut through the pitch darkness. The forest was filled with the smell of fresh meat.

- What a fool I am!

I was sitting by the fire, and I was roasting deer meat on a homemade grill made of swords. The swords were not baked, there were no black marks. Apparently, they are very durable and fire resistant.

Throwing off the meat from the swords into a large leaf that I plucked from one tree, I began to eat faster.

- What are you doing?

I fell into a stupor, numb in the moment when I bit off the meat. Indeed, on the other side of the fire, God Ronlak sat down as if nothing had happened. He looked in amazement at everything that was happening. There was one question in his eyes, he had already voiced it.

“Um,” I smiled.

“I can see it… you have revealed yourself, huntress.

“I don't care,” I swallowed the meat, “the main thing is that I made the life of this animal not meaningless.

Ronlak smiled and did not take his eyes off me.

- Will you? I handed him the meat. It's hard to eat