[Mortal. Since you know about her… you should also know what you're supposed to do. Or do I need to remind you?] Riven's voice had changed no longer light and playful, but sharp, cold, and dripping with divine condescension. Like a god speaking to an insect.
Razeal smiled faintly. "So we've dropped the 'friend' act already? That fast?" he said quietly, no fear in his voice only mockery. "Already jumping to threats?"
His eyes narrowed. "I haven't even done anything. I said nothing wrong. I listened to all your grand words, didn't I? You called my end inevitable, said I'd lose, mocked my plans and I just sat here silently. Smiled, even."
He leaned slightly back in his chair. "I just said the same thing about you and now you're angry? Threatening me because I said something true?"
His lips curved into a mocking smirk. "You know she's not yours. You know you'll never be together. That's the fate you refuse to accept. So why get upset when someone else says it?"
