The Lord of the Void's eyes narrowed as he listened to the way Cain addressed him. Normally, the Prima Deities would show extreme caution and deference when speaking in his presence. They would tread lightly, carefully choosing their words to avoid the faintest risk of offense. Yet that was clearly not the case with the young man standing before him. Cain spoke with unshaken confidence, even borderline defiance.
Instead of anger, a faint smile crept across the face of the Arch-Deity. It was rare, almost imperceptible, but unmistakably there. He found it... refreshing.
"A good partner must be someone who can speak their mind," the Lord of the Void thought. "Otherwise, they're just a pawn. I don't need another obedient dog trained to follow commands."
