"I don't understand any of this." Peter had waited for a bit before speaking. He wanted to understand, but he was completely lost in all of this. Adri looked at him with annoyance. The Hand, who went by that name because of the weapon she carried, didn't seem bothered by it at all.
"The Fire God doesn't exactly like direct intervention, or at least she didn't until you two, in the past my order would intercede at key moments prompted by our god, always from the shadows. Now you two will apparently be our God's voice, striking fear back into the galaxy, and bringing people back to worship of the true God." She said it like it had already happened, it seemed like a big order of work for Peter and Adri. Adri wasn't even that strong a believer in the Fire God, she just liked the martial aspect of things.
"That seems a bit steep for just the two of us."
"You have power, its in both of you clear as day, you are no more people than I am just a mere pilot. You'll get guidance from our lord, don't worry, she is all around us." That didn't seem very reassuring the Adri and Peter, but compared to being dead a couple times over like they'd be, it was better than nothing, which seemed about right for how the universe seemed to treat things.
"I don't know really, I'm sorry, its just too much right now." Peter who had been the true believer, was more lost that Adri, she could hear in his voice the sorrow about everyone they had lost. And even with their new found power, it didn't suddenly make things easier.
"Don't worry young one, you will, you're part of the family now, and family always looks out for each other." That made Peter feel slightly better, until the Hand was showing off her piloting skills and made Peter vomit. Apparently being family also meant being a dick just to show off.
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