Oh, well my name is Ty Hockenson," he said, his voice level, unphased by her wrath. "And, if I might add, this cloud is actually rather comfy.
I mean, technically, I am classified as a demon on this planet." He shifted slightly against the cloud, testing its softness, almost as if mocking her.
The goddess's face twisted in frustration, her eyes narrowing. "Do you have no fear of me? No respect?" she demanded, her voice trembling, though whether it was from anger or something else, Ty couldn't quite tell.
"Tell me your name and how you got here before I erase you from existence!" Her voice cracked, a slight tremor betraying her fierce demeanor. She tightened her grip on the scepter, her knuckles whitening.
Ty felt a pang of unease. Something was off. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but her behavior—her near-desperation—didn't match the fierce, all-powerful image she projected. He kept his eyes on her, trying to read between the lines.
