“I know exactly what I am, don’t act like you know anything about me.” Mai remained standing right where she was, anger directed only to her balled fists that rested to her side, but not showing otherwise in any attempt to actually be violent towards him — she was not going to act like a foolish brute when the disadvantage in size already was not in her favor. Instead, she did the only act of rebellion someone in her position could muster: she stared right into the face of this proclaimed divine being, and frowned disapprovingly.
Never would she be a victim to anyone, be a man, a god, or anything in between. Making a small sound of disdain, she clicked her tongue. “Do you think you can bully me into being afraid? That’s cheap.” .
he always preferred the feisty the ones, the ones who chose to stare god in the face & defy him. it was much more admirable than those who cowarded in fear & bowed their head, even if respect or any sense of preservation was lacking. the tormentor would’ve grown quite bored by now if she hadn’t dared to talk back & doubt his divinity, but since she was willing to indulge him, he’d take his chance & test just how far he could go. ra may have rules about messing with mortals, but to the obelisk, it was in his nature to cause chaos.
“—bully you? oh, please. i have no interest in intimidating you.” as much as he relinquished in the torment of others, as the name he was known for suggested, he’d never reach that low. a god didn’t need to prove themselves to a mortal. whether she wanted to believe him or not, it was entirely on her. “you’re already afraid to plenty of things. i do not need to add to that list.”
