This world was a mess. The ground shaking yet Navarre hadn't moved from where he stood. He'd seen some crazy stuff in his time, including a shadow dragon created by the gods of chaos. Navarre was hardly the hero type and didn't show much intention of stopping him.

However, those words. This man was more of a crazy douchebag with a superiority complex than Navarre had first reasoned. "A god? Really?" he scoffed, folding his arms again. This guy was a joke. Yes, he could make the ground shake, but that was an old trick. He'd seen mages do better.