Jax stared at her, for a long silent moment, the golden, scripture-soaked dimension seemed to hold its breath.
Then he laughed, not a soft or polite laugh, but a loud, almost mocking laugh. He leaned back in the chair Kayle had conjured, one arm draped over its back, head tilting as a low, incredulous chuckle escaped him.
"…You're completely insane." Jax finally said, staring directly into her eyes.
Kayle blinked once as she heard that, a bit shocked he would be so brass with his response as she took another sip of the tea that was prepared.
"You summon me into a causality-locked divine parlor," Jax continued, amusement laced with unmistakable edge, "after trying to erase me with a sanctified murder-beast, sit me down for tea, and then ask me to become your Knight?"
He shook his head slowly, golden eyes burning brighter, "Not a chance in hell I'd work for you. Not in this reality and not in any of them to be honest,"
