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'She got the remaining gods to completely exclude me...' Leylin grinned coldly within his divine kingdom, 'So that's her power? Indeed, with control of the Weave and the backing of the gods of magic she has allies aplenty...'

His grin only grew wider as he recalled what Mystra had whispered to him after being ousted from the Celestial Hall.

'She's threatening me to hand over Shar's location?' Leylin rubbed his chin in interest as he thought about Mystra's conditions, 'Seems like she's scared... She thinks Shar is hiding behind my back and scheming something... True, she would be an idiot if she did not not suspect anything after I demonstrated my ability to use the Shadow Weave...'

Leylin recalled the information he had at hand. Shar and Mystra had been rivals from before the dusk of the gods, their schemes against each other unending. Mystra had eventually been allowed to become the Goddess of the Weave, letting her advance to become a greater god.

'She's focused on Shar now, thinking I know her location...' Leylin found it extremely hilarious. 'However... Even if I told her that Shar was in the Shadow World of the astral plane, how would she exit the crystal sphere? And assuming she does, what'll she do about the Magi waiting right there to attack her from all sides?'

"Now that things have fallen to this stage, she'll most likely keep this up..." After some consideration, Leylin had rejected her conditions. His eyes flashed as one of his avatars appeared at the border of his divine kingdom.

*Rumble!* The power of magic surged violently at the borders of Baator, many wizard souls forming a large spell formation with the Weave. Each one of them had stern faces, casting different dazzling spells. An army of golems was beside them, their metal surfaces filled with runes as all their cannons and other weapons were aimed at Leylin's divine kingdom.

A goddess was standing at the front of this army of magic. She had an extremely exquisite face, looking so fragile that one breath could break her. Her snow-white skin and starry eyes combined with the dazzling light shining off her body to radiate divine dignity.

"Isn't ousting me from the Celestial Hall enough to quell your rage, Mystra?" the avatar asked.

"I cannot tolerate it anymore. Kukulkan, God of Massacre. Give me Shar's location immediately, or face my army of wizards." Mystra's expression turned icy, "Submit to me, and you will gain the friendship of a greater god."

The subordinates continued chanting after she spoke, the combined spell forming with a powerful flurry of energy. Each of them had the strength of a high-ranked wizard with the unlimited support of the Weave, the energy they consumed to cast spells immediately replenished by Mystra's divine force.

"A threat? This is your usual style..." Leylin was currently under extreme pressure. His faith in the prime material plane had suffered, and the worshippers he did have were being detained by Kelemvor. He'd also been at war with the devils for decades, and Mystra had just ousted him from the Celestial Hall. Even with all this, she immediately came knocking on his door to threaten him.

The Goddess of the Weave thought Leylin would submit quickly with the size of his divine kingdom, not costing much at all.

However, not everything worked according to this goddess' will. Leylin had prepared for this the moment he was kicked out of the Celestial Hall.

"SUBMIT!" "SUBMIT!" "SUBMIT TO THE LADY!"

Leylin only shook his head at Mystra and the chanting of her subordinates. "Mystra," he said sternly, "I ask sincerely, consider this once more. Do you really want to wage war with me? You won't be able to face the consequences."