While Michael's traps were proving effective, he remained prepared for the possibility of facing assassins who managed to survive the deadly contraptions and make their way to the door.
"You're eerily calm and relaxed, lad," Rurik commented, his tone laced with tension.
"I told you I'm a god," Michael replied with an amused tone, but his attempt at humor earned him a punch in the shoulder from Rurik, who was clearly not in the mood for jokes.
"This is no time for jests, lad," Rurik grumbled in frustration.
Michael simply smiled, understanding Rurik's skepticism. He had revealed his true nature to Rurik, not as a jest but as a calculated decision. Rurik was a valuable ally to have, not just for his blacksmithing skills, but for his unwavering loyalty and trustworthiness.
