(A/N: Sorry for the delay! Enjoy!)
During a hostage situation, it was very likely that everything that came out of the mouth of the one whose loved one was in danger were lies. A bluff.
No one who truly loved another would simply abandon them, especially not in a threatening situation.
Iona knew this well. It was common sense, after all.
Yet, Atticus had just spouted words that went against that fact. Killing the god would force the champion to kill the hostages.
Would he truly abandon his loved one?
'A bluff.'
"W-what the hell are you doing, you stupid bastard!" The god thundered from Atticus' grip, "kill the stupid bitch first! Show him you're seriou—Arhhhhh!"
The heat rose, sizzling his flesh.
"Do that," the princess stared at the champion coldly, "and you won't have only him to deal with."
'It's a bluff.'
Iota thought, then gulped, feeling sweat trickle down his face.
'What is that stare.'
