“You're right, Gendogar, it doesn't really sound like some thing Azerak would do.” Her eyes glanced over the assembled room, judging each of the assembled gods and their likeliness to do something like this. It was only when she saw the God of Chaos did her gaze settle on someone. “What about you brother? What do you think of this tragedy?” A tone of accusation entered her voice. The God of Chaos was the most likely of the Gods to do cause something to crumble.