'Things aren't that bad.' The transcendent thought to himself. He knew he could salvage the situation since he wasn't dead yet. He hadn't been struck down by the world yet. It means the titan is actively holding back to keep him alive. That means he is useful to the titan alive rather than dead. He was willing to grasp at this hope for survival no matter how slim. He would make sure he was useful so that the titan will not reconsider keeping him alive.
"Ask away your majesty. Your every wish is my command." He struggled to say. A moment later he felt the force crushing him from all sides wane but it didn't disappear. It hung over his head like a guillotine prepped for a beheading.
"Good," Mihika said before sitting down in the chair meant for the guest and visitors. "You should sit too." She ordered.
The transcendent sat down immediately. They both sat down in their appropriate position but the power was swapped.
"Do you know who I am?" Mihila asked.
