Why shouldn't she be afraid when the Omnithrallians were the ones capable of opposing the gods?
They were the first and the last race to ever be able to break into the heavens, the only ones to do so. Aerialia could remember the aftermath of the war when the gods each confirmed that they were unsure about how things would have ended if the war hadn't taken place within the heavens, leading to the total eradication of the Omnithrallians.
And now she heard that some of them had survived, so how could she not be afraid?
A thought abruptly struck her like lightning as she whipped her head towards Orion.
Aerialia's eyes widened in realization before snapping back towards Aegis of the Arctic Deity. "Then.. Then..." She attempted to speak, pointing a finger towards Orion, but her words became tangled in incomprehensible nonsense as she stuttered.
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Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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