"...Stop comparing me to Ereshkigal, you're making me sick to my stomach. Just the thought of that wretched witch disgusts me." https://t.co/HYedUyOm9p
"YOUR Ishtar? Gods, don't tell me that younger version of me married you or something."
She faked repulsion, placing a hand against her hip as crimson eyes glared toward him.
"Stop referring to me as your Ishtar, you nasty little thing! What is with those ears, anyway?!" https://t.co/jkiFZXIbZI
P o u t .
"I will show you otherwise, brat." https://t.co/FR3DLDvvby
"You would dear speak so crudely to a goddess, you impudent wretch? Prostrate yourself and beg for forgiveness and I'll consider sparing you," she hissed, pointing toward the ground. https://t.co/MYmwNYzFNf
"You look pathetic, you golden bastard. I'll yank your ears off." https://t.co/LemTTfvf0h
"...Comparing me to that golden bastard, are you? That's it. You're a dead man."
Oh, she is MILFTar, and she's angry. https://t.co/t2EFKV4dEv
Cue goddess pouting. Ah, same old Ishtar.
"How dare you, you spiteful brat. You're fortunate that I have the patience not to smite you for your insults." https://t.co/5IyMqoZtMl