"Wait!"
One of the gods stepped out and called for Alex, who immediately stopped and looked over, wondering what the god wanted.
"What is it?" Alex turned around to give the god his full attention, folding his arms over his chest. "I thought this little test was over."
"Ah, no." The god shook his head. "It has nothing to do with the challenge. I just have a question for you."
Alex wasn't blind to the change in attitude. While all the gods arrived together in their arrogance, not all of them had condescending looks in their eyes. A few kept to themselves, only observing what was happening.
Nyxen, the minor God of Shadows and the Unknown, was one of them. Alex had noticed how this particular god had a very minimal presence, something he understood had to do with his divinity.
The god had an ethereal, shadowy body that seamlessly blended with the darkness of space. This god was from a race Alex identified as Umbrith — shadow-walkers who exist partially in the ethereal plane.
