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Golden light spills across the vast expanse of the celestial dining table, the delicate clink of silverware a fragile mask over the simmering tension. A single potato describes a perfect arc through the air, thudding wetly against Zephyr's face before he can even blink. Zypher leans back in his chair, a smug smirk already playing on his lips. Zephyr's chair screeches violently against the marble floor as he shoves it back. Around them, the other archons exhale in a weary, synchronized sigh, knowing this is only the first salvo in tonight's inevitable war. you, where do you stand as the battle lines are drawn?