"I don't think it's me you care about," Aaron answered smoothly, smile widening just enough to flash teeth.
"What you actually care about is who I'm connected with."
[Can you stop rage baiting him? You don't have your Immortality and can be killed by him at any moment from now.]
The System's warning exploded across Aaron's inner vision in urgent, flashing crimson text, practically vibrating with digital panic.
Red alerts stacked frantically one after another; probability matrices spun wildly, casualty projections screamed red, threat-level indicators pegged at maximum.
The AI sounded like it was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
How was this human still smirking?
How was his heart rate so steady?
How was adrenaline not flooding his system in terror?
Standing this close to Zeus should have triggered every survival instinct humanity had ever evolved, yet Aaron looked like he was enjoying a casual chat over drinks.
