Suddenly, a jolt. He slamd into sothing solid—a wall. He growled, frustration flashing through him. He looked up—three minutes left. No ti to waste. He gathered the flas in his fist, punching through the wall. The energy crackled, the wall giving way as he slipped through, the opening sealing itself shut behind him. No trace left. He smirked—perfect.
Higher still, the structure lood ahead. He landed on top, his feet making a soft thud as they touched down. A staircase stretched in front of him, winding up toward two massive doors. He frowned, eyeing the intricate carvings that decorated the steps. Familiar, but not quite the sa. He moved forward, each step deliberate, the designs glowing faintly beneath his feet. His hand brushed the railing, the stone cool and smooth under his touch.
He reached the top, his gaze fixed on the massive tal doors. Polished, dark, with patterns etched deep into their surface. He placed his palm flat against the door, feeling the power radiating through it. He pushed.but nothing happened as confusion washed over him for mont.
Applying his black flas, the creature pressed his hands against the tal, straining to force the doors open. His muscles tightened, the energy pulsing, but the doors didn't budge. He gritted his teeth, the flas flickering at his fingertips, casting an angry glow. The unyielding resistance of the doors only seed to mock him. He looked up, the tir above his head showing less than two minutes.
"Damn that bond," he thought, irritation rippling through him. He had been too cautious, too hesitant. He should have forced Ty to agree to more ti. Five minutes was never enough.
Before he could dwell on his frustration, a soft, almost lodic voice interrupted his thoughts, a sweet tone that rippled from behind him, catching him off guard. "Hey, boy, what do you think you're doing up here?"
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The creature spun around, his eyes narrowing, his body tensing as he took in the sight before him. A woman—tall, her hair a striking shade of blue—floated lazily atop a cloud. Her white garnt flowed like water, glimring in the dim light, and a scepter rested between her legs, balanced effortlessly. The way she looked at him, half-amused, half-annoyed, sent a jolt of recognition through his mind. Was this... the goddess?
He didn't have ti to finish the thought. In the blink of an eye, the woman moved, the scepter swinging with surprising force. It struck him across the side of the head, a sharp, ringing blow that reverberated through his skull. He stumbled, disoriented, his control slipping like water through his fingers. He hadn't expected it to hurt. Not like this.
He felt his grip on Ty's body fade, the connection severed, and with a final flicker of consciousness, the creature was gone.
Ty's eyes snapped open, his mind reeling as he found himself suddenly thrust back into control. He staggered, his vision blurry, the world spinning as he tried to make sense of what had just happened. His gaze focused, and he saw her—the woman standing before him, her eyes sharp, her expression almost bored. Ty blinked, confusion clouding his thoughts.
"Uh... who are... what the hell? What is going on?!" He took a step back, his voice cracking with panic, his heart pounding in his chest. He didn't understand. One mont he had been in the dark, lost, and now here he was, faced with... who? What?
The woman stepped forward, her eyes narrowing, her lips curling into a slight smirk. She looked at him as if he were an inconvenience, sothing beneath her notice, and yet... her gaze was unwavering. She tilted her head slightly, her blue hair shimring in the light. A tear, barely noticeable, gathered at the corner of her eye, her expression betraying a flicker of sothing Ty couldn't quite grasp—pain, maybe, or regret.
"I asked you a damn question!" she snapped, her voice cracking like a whip, the softness from earlier gone, replaced by sothing far sharper. She raised her scepter, her gaze never leaving Ty. He could feel the tension in the air, the weight of her anger pressing down on him, and his instincts scread at him to move.
Ty's eyes widened, his muscles tensing as she swung the scepter down toward him. He tried to move, his mind racing, but the wounds from his earlier battles held him back. He braced himself, waiting for the pain, the impact, but... nothing. There was no pain. He blinked, the realization washing over him. The creature. It had healed him.
His body reacted, throwing itself back, narrowly dodging the strike. The scepter slamd into the ground, the force of it sending a shockwave through the tal beneath his feet. Ty collided with the tal doors, his breath catching in his throat as he looked up, just in ti to see the woman lift her hand, her fingers curling slightly. The cloud beneath her shifted, moving like a living thing, swirling toward him.
Before he could react, the cloud wrapped around him, tightening like a vice, pinning him to the door. He struggled, his arms straining against the soft yet unyielding grip. The cloud pressed him back, holding him in place, the cold tal digging into his spine. He could barely move, his breaths coming in short, panicked bursts as he looked up at her, his eyes wide.
"You think you can just wander up here and do as you please?" she asked, her voice dripping with disdain, her eyes narrowing as she stared down at him. "Do you even know where you are?"
"You should be groveling at my feet, you worthless worm!" Her voice rose, filled with indignation, her scepter pointed directly at Ty, the cloud beneath her shifting, almost agitated. "I, the divine goddess, bless you with my presence and this is how you act?!" She hovered above him, the cloud keeping her aloft as her piercing gaze bore into him.
Ty looked up, his eyes eting hers, unflinching. He took a mont to assess her, noting the mix of fury and sothing else in her expression. Was it uncertainty? His lips curled into a faint smirk. "My na?
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