Kali the Destroyer

Kali twirled the vial in her hand that the old Sage had given her. She was seriously debating about whether or not she should drink the substance. After all, although the sage had bested her at a game of cards which she was cheating at. She did not know if that was simple luck, or if he could really see the future.

She had long since heard of the Elven races' ability to produce so-called sages, and that they had both led to the monumental powerhouses which the two distinct races had created over the eons. But she never truly believed in their words.

Then again, when she thought about it, there was truly nothing to worry about. Her body was immune to most, if not all, forms of poison, and even if the vial turned out to be a joke, she could always decide that the payment she had received was not sufficient enough to beat Brahma's contract with the Alfheim Empress.