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hundred meter restriction, but something tells me that I can do this. Just before the ball hits, I feel myself reach back with my left hand and find that I’ve ported to the spot behind Perun.
    “Well, that may not ha ve killed Feros, but at least chased him off!” Veles exclaims as he looks at the smoldering wreckage that used to be the left half of the platform.
    “Did you see his face when he saw golden apple?” Perun laughs in front of me.
    “I know, right? That acehole probably does not find this to be amusing in least!” I exclaim with my best Russian accent, which is basically just imitating Mickey Rourke from Iron Man 2 , before I stab the Mu-cutter through Perun’s chest.
    “But… HOW!? AUGH!” Perun grunts out.
    “Hey, I’m just as confused as you are , pal; the only difference, is that I’ll be confused for a whole lot longer than you will be!” I maliciously reply before I bring the Mu-cutter up and slice through his head. Perun starts disintegrating as Veles looks in shock.
    “I killed your brother, just like you wanted , Veles… too bad you can’t hold up your end of the bargain.” I announce as I slowly walk towards him.
    To his credit, Veles knows when he’s beaten and does the smart thing; he tries to run. Tries is the key word in that sentence because even though he’s the head of a Category 3 pantheon, I’m still only slightly slower than him and my tendrils more than make up for that difference. Veles makes a run for the gate, I give chase, and throw my left arm out when I’m within range. Four black tendrils shoot out of my left arm and spear through Veles. They drag him over to my position, ten feet to the left of the missing chunk of platform, and turn him around to face me. I look into his eyes and see a great deal of fear.
    “I do so love it when they sweeten the pot with fear!” I tell him in a hushed tone, as if it were a secret. My vision suddenly doubles, notifying me that I should wrap this up quickly.
    “Since what you did was a minor offense, I’ll give you a quick death. Isn’t that kind of me? Now, to the Void with you!” I exclaim and slice off his head before quartering his body.
    My legs buckle beneath me as my helmet retracts, just before I vomit up a whole lot of blood.
    “Airi, what’s going on?”
    (Well, I don’t know how to say this, but your internal organs currently resemble a pattern that is usually only seen as a result of tightlacing from corsets)
    “What!?” I exclaim as my vision blurs further and the floor beneath me feels like it’s rumbling, even though it’s not.
    (Your liver and stomach have been forced downward, your intestines are a mess , and one of your kidneys has been practically ripped in half)
    “How did this happen?” I ask, but then it dawns on me: the short-distance porting.
    (Yes, it is most likely from porting a distance of less than one hundred meters; at least it coincides with Dagda’s warning. Since the gods’ internal organs consist of a single, relatively solid mass, the damage done by porting would cause fractures instead of twisting and bending)
    I suddenly realize that the rumbling floor beneath my feet is real, and it’s a sign that the platform is falling apart. I make a break for the Gate, reaching it just as the wooden rope bridge collapses behind me. The other platforms in the distance start to collapse so I quickly touch my triskele. I hit the snowy field outside the cabin with a spray of blood flying from my mouth.
    (Do not fret; I shall have you patched up soon)
    I lay in the snow for a few minutes, slowly falling asleep , when I hear the crunch of the snow being compacted.
    “He’ s really quite hopeless to be Master’s youngest brother, but his actions make it quite clear that he is indeed Lord Shiva’s son.” An Indian accented female voice says as I lose consciousness.
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    Chapter 5 : Presents and Story Time
    “Someone needs to go get the girl.” I hear a male voice