"Why is it that you called me here?" Damien asked. His voice was cold, any previous joking tone he held vanishing entirely.
But naturally, the Nox Demigod didn't feel any pressure from his change. She only watched him with a curious and entertained smile on her face.
"My, you don't want me anymore? And here I thought my form would be incredibly appealing to you." She responded.
"Why did you call me here?" Damien repeated. He didn't care about any of her bullshit.
The Nox Demigod rolled her eyes. "Can't you be a little more fun? You're the first person who has seen me in my true form in tens of millennia."
"Tell me why you called me here," Damien repeated himself a third time. He didn't plan to say it again.
"Tch. Kid, you're starting to annoy me. Fix your attitude before I kill you on the spot."
"Kill me then," Damien replied without hesitation.
"What?" The Nox Demigod questioned in surprise.
