It is like jumping from a frying pan into molten lava.
Just a few seconds ago, Zeraphine was running from the Immortal Monarchs; however, now she is facing a literal demigod who can become a god at any time.
If she wanted, she could pinch her to death like it was a normal Monday.
That is not something she can handle.
However, the portal is closed, and the man who brought her is already walking toward an obsidian chair. Zeraphine can only panic and start wondering how she can make a run for it.
Clearly, she is terrified of Nyx, a being who is leagues above her. If possible, she will offer her soul if it means surviving this terror.
However, Nyx merely smiles.
"Relax, young lady, I have no interest in hurting you."
"T-then why did you bring me here?" Zeraphine managed to ask. It made no sense why a demigod would save her.
