Hiris finally came to his senses and looked at Nakbet in disbelief.
"What? What did you say?"
Nakbet repeated:
"Our Father... is going to transform this world.
There are two things, both originating from our Father. I can't think of any other possibility besides him wanting to transform this world."
Hiris furrowed his brows,
"But... why would our Father want to do such a thing?"
Nakbet shook his head,
"I don't know,
All I know is that the Gods are panicking, and the Dream God Laren is fanning the flames.
And if our Father is to transform this world, it will certainly not be just those two simple things."
Hiris took a deep breath and murmured:
"Then my dwarves and giants..."
Seeing this, Nakbet reassured him:
"Don't panic, Hiris; you know our Father, whatever He does, He won't harm the mortals on the ground."
Hiris regained his composure and after a moment of contemplation, said in a low voice:
"I'm just worried whether my race is ready to meet the transformation…"
