[God Quest] that's the story to tell

Safrin Time slows as Sunjata departs making it seem as if only seconds have elapsed until his return. As he does, jar of dirt in hand, the goddess fixes her eyes on him for a moment before nodding. She takes the jar of dirt into her hands, before looking towards Amalia. Coffee, lifeless and limp, lifts from her arms and glides towards her. The coral too rises, sparkling in the low light for a moment as she hums to herself. "Death and freedom...they go hand in hand. To banish death is to lose choice and hold of your lives. Neither Adam nor Peter would have wanted that. They valued their free-will too much to trade it for safety." Safrin said softly as the dirt spiralled into the air to join Coffee and the bit of coral. As the three pieces combined, there was a bright and exquisite flash that rose into the ceiling and indeed beyond into the heavens. It was a way of amplifying prayers and indeed, the magic drawn together by the items Sunjata had brought had the power to compel gods down from their divine places of rest. A bolt of electricity is suddenly added to the fray, and were the three to look at Safrin in that moment, they'd see her face twisted into a bitter and ferocious snarl. It didn't surprise her that the Voice would insert herself into this, but she loathed it just the same. Congratulations! The Shrine is now complete and open for both old gods and new!