"I also have to thank you, Ryla." Ryman said. "I know that being stuck in the Mansion is a curse to you, but it's a blessing to me. I can keep my children safe and receive your golden lightning at any time."
"I'm glad I was useful." The Fomor gave him a curtsy. "I'm thinking I should find a name for my abilities."
"Ryla's Thunder!" Garrik yelled in enthusiasm.
"Gods, no!" Ryla shuddered. "It's not just my bloodline ability, dear. It belongs to all Fomors and you."
"Fomor Thunder?" Garrik proposed. "No, it sounds lame."
After a few botched attempts to find a proper name, Garrik brainstormed the issue with the Hatis and the Skolls.
"Divine Punishment!" Xagra said.
"Heavenly Strength!" Lilia said.
"Seconds!" Fenrir said while showing Selia her empty plate.
Lith just watched from the sidelines, chuckling at the kids' antics. He didn't mind paying for the food.
