powerhouse

To see Erebros relax, even if it was just a tad bit did make her feel better. There was clearly something else pressing his mind, and she strongly felt it was these potential enemies.

"You've always kept everyone in shape. Life would be boring without a little competition?", she took a few moments of silence to enjoy the scenery. The sun was creeping just below the horizon, promising a new day. Though she was far from poetic, it felt like the oncoming morning was signaling a new dawn for the Dunamis. "And so, what of these enemies? Who are they? Why have we made bad blood? Are they a threat or has our arrival evened out the playing field?" She would not allow anyone to bring disgrace to their family name, in fact, she was some form of damage control for the Dunamis. Invisible enough to work behind the scenes and not be thought about but strong enough to handle business. If Erebros trusted her enough to mention the enslavement or maiming, she would very quickly decide that would not happen. Apart from the love she held for her siblings, some things would just not be permitted.

"So please tell me in great detail, everything you can recall. Do not spare any information." The war goddess had begun her process. How can she get an advantage over them? Who were they. Where they resided. Though she was trained to not underestimate any enemy, she still had the Dunamis pride. No matter how difficult, she knew she would prevail because she was just better. That faith in herself and her lineage has won her more fights than she would ever know. However, it may cost her life one day. Sheer will was perhaps Enyo's strongest attribute.

"I will have to put the boys on a strict regime again, although I am certain they will begin to condition themselves once they hear this news."

"SPEECH"