"Ah," Arialla said, a slightly sad sound of understanding and regret. She ought to have known that Ludo might request such things, of course -- and she could understand why. Robbing the Voice of her servants was a logical step in undermining her. But ... As fervently as Arialla might hate the Voice, she didn't want to kill anyone. She didn't even want to hurt anyone. Sabotaging a goddess was one thing; she was a goddess, not a person. Hurting another mortal was something else, something that Arialla really should have considered as a potential consequence before now.
Well, there was a silver lining here. "I'm afraid killing people isn't quite in my skill set. Though I'm not sure how singing and beachcombing is going to help fight the Voice ..."
Arialla listened with interest, her face darkening a little as she heard about the blight, which was new to her. "I don't doubt they do. When gods make mistakes, mortals die."
please don't take my sunshine away
