...And with that, the deed was done, and their brother lay dead at their feet, Void pouring from the wound in his chest and splashing upon their sandals. But to their surprise, a great serpent suddenly unwound and slithered forth from the hole, naming itself Sithis with a voice full of cruel laughter (which in those days alternately meant “empty” or “not” and had not yet been misused by those who lurk in shadows). And Trinimac slashed at it with his sword, but missed, and Auriel fired at it with his bow, but missed as well, and Magnus saw the thing and ran and hid from it. The Serpent mocked their efforts and escaped into the sky, where not even Auriel could touch him. He devoured starlight like a ravenous animal (which of course, he was) and soon grew large enough to threaten all the stars in the sky. And the gods saw this thing and were greatly displeased, saying “These mortals will have a hard enough life without losing their last connection to the Eternal Realm.” They knew that this was their fault, for in their bitterness they had struck down their brother and unleashed the thing upon the heavens. So they traveled together to the far lands to the East, and went deep into the ocean to the secret place where the Heart of the World still burned. They performed their secret rituals upon it, and though they could not bring further harm to their brother, his Will to Power was split into Three Guardians and cast into the heavens, where they might fend off his pet from the stars that even now were forming themselves into signs of great power. And so it is that the Thief uses Lorkhan’s guile to trick the Serpent into avoiding her charges, and the Mage uses Shezarr’s wisdom to convince the Serpent to avoid his charges, and the Warrior uses Shor’s fury to threaten the Serpent into avoiding his charges. And the gods are well pleased.