I can start the rain. Bring thunder. Bring lightning. Want to see?
โFor Tempus...was a dozen storm gods' avatar; no army he sanctified could know defeat; no war he fought could not be won. Combat was life to him; he fought like the gods themselves.
โOld enough to kill means old enough to die
Such hubris could only come from a man's mouth.
One man, one horse, one holocaust on demand.
Gods are nothing without their worshipers; they act on the affairs and the passions of men.