Prometheus circled her again, but the predatory edge in his movement had turned into pure, unadulterated amusement. He looked at her not as a judge, but as a man watching a masterpiece unfold.
"To think! A creature that usually exists only to be hunted is now standing in my forge, demanding a license to hunt its own hunters!"
He laughed again, the violet flames around his feet dancing with his joy.
"You have become one of my subjects, Chimera. You seek to use the very system built to destroy your kind to protect your own. The irony is delicious!"
Maddy's mana retracted, her sharp, predatory tension replaced by a genuine look of confusion. She blinked at the laughing god, she had prepared for a battle of words and belief that would leave the room in ashes, but she hadn't prepared for a… comedy.
