With the word from the god that announced his death with the finality of a hammer hitting an anvil, his Mental Space gave way beneath the pressure and a tsunami of flames and ice spewed into it and began rushing towards his Palace of Ice, with the size of his Mental Space it would only take a short while to reach it.
"INTERESTING, WHAT IS THAT STRUCTURE WHICH LIES INSIDE YOUR SOUL? TELL ME, AND I SHALL GIVE YOU A MERCIFUL DEATH!"
"You said some of your tasks" Rowan whispered and began to chuckle, the sound began changing to full-blown laughter.
The fact that Rowan's body could now talk was surprising, and the god that was tearing his through his Mental Space paused, "WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?" the surprise in his tone was evident.