The clashing of weapons ring out through the night. Sparks fly as steel meets steel. In essence, the one god can't sleep. "That noise is maddening. " he said aloud to know one in particular. "Why must these crazy mortals wanna fight into the night. The souls of the recently deceased, all their moaning and whimpering, its enough to make me start over again. "

The great One rubbed his temples and thought for a second, and then a decision was made. A simple thought and life as everyone knows it changed. All warring forces froze in their tracks. Blocks formed around them all, so thick and impervious to removal. Not just the warring armies either. All armies of the realm suddenly found them selves suspended in whatever actions they had been doing. Not only that, but the coffers set aside for these armies had also been frozen shut.

Then the One smiles, "That's better. I shall leave them this way until such a time as I am well rested and need a little sport. "

With that he went back to sleep, a peaceful and deep sleep. Who knows how long it will last.