The Beam of Light

The dissipating beam strengthened and focussed on the annoying godling. He didn't have time to worry about inconsequential squabbles.
I destroyed no work. I merely removed a stain left by an insolent child. There are far more important matters that require my attention, do not trouble me again.
The beam of light was gone, but the voice was left echoing on the wind.
He knew for certain he never treated his elders like that. Granted, most were dead, but that was beside the point.