Gorr tapped her pickaxe against the digital floorboards of her sanctuary. She pointed a spectral finger directly at Ignisar's quadrant.
"When you log out, you go to sleep in a warm bed," Gorr stated. "When our health bars hit zero, our divine cores shatter. The pain tears our minds apart and erases our souls from existence completely. We do not respawn. I know this because I was almost deleted once after de-ranking."
Ignisar shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"You think this is a fun strategy game," Gorr continued. "You launch your base raids and laugh with your friends. You and your other friends wiped out nine minor gods during your territorial expansion across the Third Continent. You deleted actual human beings from existence."
Ignisar scowled in complete confusion. He shook his head and gestured to Nyxara's screen. "What are you talking about? We did not kill anyone."
