"Who... or rather, what are you?"
"Do not try to lie."
Kaelios's voice echoed, laced with power and finality.
Alex's instincts screamed at him to stay silent or lie his way out of this situation.
He wasn't about to hand over his plans to a god, even one as seemingly indifferent as Kaelios.
But then...
"Just to make sure."
With a snap of his fingers, Kaelios activated one of his abilities: Scales of Truth.
A golden panel materialized before Alex, shining ominously.
[You have been inflicted with "Scales of Truth."]
"I will automatically detect if you are lying, and if you do... let's just say there won't be a revival."
Alex froze, his pupils shrinking.
The stakes had never felt higher.
The air around him grew thick with tension as sweat trickled down his face.
He had walked right into a god's trap.
"So?"
Kaelios leaned forward slightly, watching Alex intently.
