The narrative takes a dark turn when Sciona is assigned a "janitor" assistant,

He stood in the Sump, the flooded underbelly of the city where the light never reached. The air tasted of rust and regret. Before him, a circular plinth of black, porous stone wept a thick, amber fluid. Blood , he realized. Not human, but not not-human either. It was the slow exsanguination of a god.

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