[ By comparison, it’s having a harder time finding purchase in Tezcatlipoca’s mind. His will is as strong and unbreakable as would be expected for a god with such central importance within his pantheon, though it does find the gaps on occasion. They pop up in his impulses, those little bursts of chaos that ask “what if” and want to simply create conflict for conflict’s sake. Slashing Silco’s leg, taking a bite of Laios’s hand… It’s simple, but it’s effective.

So, this isolation is effective for him. Well, relative isolation, at least. It’s a good thing that he and Set are here together, actually, since he’s sure if either of them got bored, they’d make a point to escape their binds… ]

…I’ve thought the same, more or less.

[ He’ll just continue like Set hadn’t just had a Moment. There’s nothing to point out there, so why linger on it? ]

It’s the kinda Trial I’d craft. Bigger scale than I could manage, but the idea’s the same. Most of these people are weak.

[ What kind of weak doesn’t matter—Set had explained that part himself. Though he often speaks in terms of warriors, which brings the assumption of physical strength, his interests in “strength” are broader than that. All the tests that he’d pointed out are things that Tezcatlipoca would want to see forged into something better. ]

You're right. They won’t come back from that kinda loss. But that’s just as much because if they lose that will, they’ve lost their right to live in my presence.

[ It’s a cold, calmly stated thing. That’s clearly Tezcatlipoca and that brutal, steel will, not the kaiju. ]