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Shiloh's beady eyes narrowed. "You may be a plant deity, but one cannot own a forest. I merely wish to relocate there. I lived there all my life, and I want to return to it. It is my home, and I belong to it."

Ishmael looked down, avoiding her stare. "It's my domain. You aren't welcome anywhere near the forest. I don't care how long you lived there, I'm not allowing you near me or the Bushbeasts. You're a hazard and a menace, plain and simple. You made your decision when you decided to overthrow me." His eyes finally met hers, cold and stern. His peace circle had gone dark. "And if I see you near my domain or if you so much as breathe in the general direction of anyone I care about, I'll kill you myself."

"So much for being a deity of peace and healing," the Jackal remarked. He didn't sound fazed, but in reality this hadn't gone anywhere near the way he had planned. Ishmael was much more combative than the Masked One expected.