Circe's hands shook, but with a force of determination and will, she steadied herself. She felt deep fear, but she understood if Rowan wanted her to die, there was no way she would be able to fight. He had addressed her with no ill will behind his words, at least she had not detected any, and so she must proceed with caution and wisdom.
That was what she thought, but what came out of her mouth was different,
"Rowan?! How is it possible you are in my body?" Circe was dumbstruck before a thought made her pause and she went pale, "Wait, have you been spying on me all this while?"
Circe would have sworn that the eye rolled up in irritation, "As pleasant as it would be to convince you how utterly useless such an action would be to me, I would like to remind you that your target is on his way and that your trap is simply… shit. It does what it is supposed to do, there is no denying that, but the methods used are… sloppy at best."
Circe laughed aloud, her only defense to the weird situation that she suddenly found herself in and somehow the fact that Rowan had used a slur struck her as incredibly funny,
"You could as well be more powerful than any gods I have ever known, cut me some slack." Circe pointed out, "The heights you can see in this world are different from mine."
The voice held a bit of mirth within as it replied to her, "Believe it or not, technically I am at the Third Circle, although my path is different from the Dominators of Trion because it is a Supreme Circle, a path that leads outside the universe, however, I can assure you that anything I can do, should be possible for you to accomplish… technically."
Circe huffed, "Just because a dragon and a tiger can be the same age, it does not make them equal. Tell me, would I be able to kill a god if I wanted?"
"You sell yourself… particularly well Circe, although I think the similarities between us if I am to be generous should be between a cat and a dragon. To answer your question… yes, you can kill a god if you want to, I have several weapons with me that can easily help you achieve that."
The fact that she had her left hand to her face and talking to that limb was one of the reasons Circe felt this conversation was unreal, and it did not help that if she looked away from her hand, she would begin to forget that she had a visitor inside her body.
Yet the ridiculousness of Rowan's claim that he had weapons that would make a mortal like her kill a god felt funny, but a deeper part of her acknowledged that this might be the truth. Her mind felt on the verge of exploding, there were so many things happening at once and as always Circe chose humor to channel her emotions and placed a stranglehold on her thoughts.
"haha… very funny. I never knew Divine Beings like you usually take the time to converse with mere mortals like me. Are you guys not far above this sort of thing?" Circe smirked, not waiting for him to reply, she continued speaking more quickly,
"From the time I knew you, there was always something you were chasing," she smiled and shivered, "I still remember your golden eyes like those of a dragon. I will never forget it until the day I die, but… I won't lie, Rowan, the fact that someone that killed a god is casually chatting with me while living inside my body is freaking me out."
"Not god… gods" the voice replied calmly.
"What? Wait…you have killed many other gods, haven't you? Is that why you are here… to end the Gods of Trion?"
"Among other things."
"Other things? What could be greater than killing a god?"
"Oh, I don't know, how about teaching you how to draw a proper Rune? There is more to life than killing gods you know. Teaching can also be fun."
Circe was silent, trying to ponder what his words might signify. Why did it feel like he was serious? Could a creature like Rowan even understand the meaning of fun? Thinking more about this was giving her a serious headache. She began to massage her forehead with her right hand while peering at the silver eye in her left with a complex look.
The voice sighed and continued speaking,
"You seriously don't know how boring killing a god would be after a while. You would think that it would be challenging, but the aspects of a god's power that give them their greatest advantages, are also the source of their weakest strength, and for someone like me, that weakness is glaring. Take that challenge out of the fight and it gets boring."
Circe chuckled internally as she ranted inside her, 'I don't want to know what sort of person you would have to be to consider killing gods to be boring.'
Yet she could not deny the fact that she was getting more invested in their discussion. If the goal of Rowan was to make her relaxed, she was amazed that unknowingly she had slowly forgotten the panic of being taken over by a foreign consciousness and was enjoying the conversation.
Circe found herself replying to him more easily than before, her thoughts now focused on the talk and not the circumstances that led to it, in time she was sure the entire story would be revealed to her.
She pointed out the multiple Runes she had been drawing in the air, and they revealed themselves,
"As you said about killing gods, they have qualities that make them strong, it's not fair for you to call them weaknesses because you can take advantage of them. For the rest of us, we don't have that luxury. On that note, I have checked my Runes a thousand times before I set them up, it is the most powerful and efficient Rune I can ever create."
"I won't deny that to be the case about the gods, I'm different from everyone else. I am aware of that every time I look outside." the voice went quiet before suddenly speaking,
"Your Rune on the other hand, especially the one of enslavement is a pretty decent Rune, some of the ideas inside it are also thought provoking, the problem is that it would take you three weeks to fully enslave the Guardsman."
