"And if I refuse?" Damon asked.
The reply came fast, almost as soon as the words left his mouth, the entity spoke, as if the answer was the most obvious thing in existence.
"You die, naturally"
A moment of silence filled the dark chamber.
The options were simple: Listening and trusting in the odd entity before him or dying in stubbornness.
At first glance, the choice seemed rather obvious.
And yet, despite that obvious choice, something about this situation didn't sit right with Damon.
Why did it need him in the first place?
At the same moment, Damon remembered that it had been mentioned awaiting him, which naturally raised another question.
Why did it have to wait?
"I refuse," Damon suddenly replied.
The entity's figure didn't change or move even the slightest. And yet, without moving even a muscle, the atmosphere in the entire chamber shifted in an instant.
