"You-you can't just dictate terms like that to me! I am a goddess!" The Creator snapped, and I held up a hand to stop her.
"If you want my help, then this is the price," I said firmly before walking over to one of the shelves and grabbing a thick book, and starting to cast a binding contract of the right spell to convert it to what I needed. "This will have everything that we agreed on inside it. You can sign it with your own blood or use ink; it doesn't matter to me."
The Creator's eyes widened as she stared at the book in my hands while Rexa just looked between us both, clearly not knowing what was going on.
"Oh, by the way," I continued as an afterthought before turning back around to face The Creator again, who still hadn't moved from where she was standing. "I am also going to be setting up weekly check-ins for you so we can go over any concerns that either party might have about this contract."
