One of the women watching this, rolled onto her side with a large pout spanning her face. What was the point of all that build up if no one died at the end? It was almost more annoying than anything else... a strong king like Gilgamesh being bested by a tool? Well, she supposed he wasn't entirely bested, but at this point, a tie was tantamount to defeat. What was even the point if he couldn't keep something as simple as a tool from stepping out of line? A huff escaped her as she rolled over. "That's too boring. Maybe later he'll be worth something more..." she said frowning. Perhaps it was a better showing than originally speculated. If he didn't fall immediately to something that was supposed to be capable of wrangling the divine, then perhaps he could still be used as a tool to destroy the others... A wait and see approach would be necessary. And if nothing else, maybe if he properly got rid of any of the other gods, she'd be kind enough to allow him to sample her a bit as well, and give him the pleasure of handing over all of his treasury to her. Yes, that seemed like a good enough reward for his efforts.
At the same time, a different goddess found herself less bored by the outcome. "I told them so..." she said with a gentle shake of her head. Gilgamesh the errant king was one of her lesser concerns. Yes, he was powerful and yes he was mighty, but how a child chose to flex their power was the least of her concerns. He wasn't completely incompetent and therefore should have been left to rule. They didn't need him to hold their standings with the other mortals, and it definitely wasn't going to do them any favors to not have this outcome turn out the way they wished. Trying to force any young individual into an old way of thinking would almost always be met by blatant rebellion. Maybe they'd learn... more than likely they'd die or lose power long before they learned, but it was at least still a possibility. In her own mighty opinion, there was someone else way more deserving of the gods scrutiny and she walked among them. At the very least, there was one pleasantry the red haired goddess took out of this situation, and that was, the budding friendship between the lonely ruler and this created tool of theirs. If nothing else, she didn't really abide by the kinds of personalities that came from being alone at the top for too long... a balancing aspect was indeed necessary, and the one known as Enkidu could at least be considered that.
Ah, but those opinions were godly ones. Divine in nature and one of them lacking quite a bit of context. The human element of this situation was determined by a certain young lady. With golden eyes and flowing green locks. She was beautiful this much went without saying, but there was a certain intelligence showing in those eyes of hers. As she looked upon this moments clash her eyes were wide and appreciative. She'd watched this battle between weapon and king and found it awe inspiring. “I felt as if the World was born seven times, and destroyed seven times...” she almost whispered even amongst their laughter. How could they laugh after doing so much? Well, it was simply the truth of them as individuals.