Not really. We're here to win, aren't we?

[Not that it matters that the blood was from someone currently not in the competition. But the offering still got the god's attention.

Given that this room's already full of tools to care for swords, Guy will slowly pull out the Jewel and slowly work on cleaning it. He did what he could back at the offering room, but treating this particular blade properly is extremely precious to him. Even if it takes a million years to do so with one hand.]

I need a favor. You can accept or decline it, as you choose. But it's not something I trust my own patron with right now.