Round Devotion

Toxicity thought on and off about the lava stone and how good it would be to bring a large slab to the shrine. It would be a physical manifestation of the volcano and would work well for religious ceremonies, she imagined. She wasn't sure how heavy it was or how they could get it all the way to the shrine but... didn't they have slaves or something? Surely they could work out something like that.

At Hattori's glare in her direction, Toxicity's brows knitted, the venom on her tongue barely being held back by her teeth as she let out a huff. It must be so easy to be a mortal with little to no spiritual calling beckoning you this way and that. Oh, to be an oblivious free agent who could just... do whatever mortals did. The rest of the walk would pass in silence while Toxicity split her attention between judging the frivolousness of mortals and actually walking at a decent pace. Just where were these hot springs anyway.