The claims of Enki about the attitude of Gilgamesh were not necessarily unfounded. He was abrasive by his own nature, but not so childish as Enki thought. In fact, Metis could almost guarantee that if he grew bored of his current level of conquest the only god in any real danger was Anu himself. Besides all of that, King Gilgamesh was just and put in place by them, if they didn't trust in their own work why did they even bother? It was a circular argument every time it came up, a simple shake of her head would occur. There was no point in constantly explaining the same point. No, instead she would do as she always ended up doing, she'd wait... and be proven right.
Metis was told to calm herself even as the golden halter and lapis lazuli horns were produced. He really intended to grant this goddess, the means to take her vengeance because someone brought up actual truthful facts about her, when she tried to seduce them? What sort of lesson did this teach anyone involved? What was to be learned from this situation? Nothing. A scoff left Metis, there was a burning anger in her one which cried to be unleashed. Anu was so concerned about actions taking place between the gods, he hadn't even stopped to consider how one like Gilgamesh would take this constant interference. While she though through all the possibilities, a single conclusion was reached. The Bull of Heaven would die this day and once again this council would meet. And when it did, a decision would be made by her. Strangely, the words that met Metis' ear weren't from any of the others, instead, Enlil spoke and his words were hauntingly cryptic but... Metis was wisdom incarnate, she understood his stance now. She wondered if he truly thought the fall of the gods was the right thing to do? Maybe, there would be a greater reason for it later, but whatever the case, Ishtar's eyes were sparkling.
The Bull of Heaven was hers this day, and she'd use it to rain terror down on Uruk. Yes, she'd have to feed the people afterwards, but she'd trample that idiot Gilgamesh for speaking badly of her. And maybe, if he groveled and begged forgiveness, she'd give him the chance to make it up to her. She'd take that thing from Anu and head herself back down to the world to release this bull upon Uruk. She'd stand atop the walls of the great city as she brought down this mountain sized beast. The bull would take a breath. A large crack opened up in the ground, swallowing up a hundred men... killing and stirring up panic. Another snort opened up two cracks tearing aside the land once more, two hundred would die as a result. None would be safe from her wrath this day. Her cackling laughter would be heard throughout Uruk as chaos ensued.