"You expect me to believe that? I find it real hard to believe.," Eric said to Kaldala, his voice serious and laced with disbelief.
The three of them had been seated in the room, seemingly locked in a heated argument for the past few minutes.
Everyone's face, except for Kaldala, was etched with a serious, tense expression. Yelena stood quietly with her arms folded, her back resting against the wall, listening intently to the conversation between Eric and Kaldala.
"But that's what they believe, Eric. That's who they worship," Kaldala replied, still seated, his voice as calm as ever as he faced the trio.
"They say he predicts things to come and is a deity that exists outside of time. He perceives the past, present, and future simultaneously."
"A dickhead outside of time? You're saying a god? Gimme a break," Eric shot back, a deep frown on his face. It was clear he found the words irritating and false.
