The moment we face off, Aria's smirk vanished.
She leaped back, raising her bow, which pulsed with a burning orange glow, as if it had been pulled out from a burning furnace.
SWOOOSH!
Aria fired, and the arrow shot past me, exploding on the vines and scattering flames in a wild spray.
I could tell from that first shot that she had intentionally missed, a display of her dominance.
'Are gods usually this arrogant?'
It was a funny question, considering I was the perfect example of someone who started power-tripping after gaining abilities.
That's why I didn't hate what the creator did all that much.
It was all too powerful, so it began playing pranks out of boredom.
I was pretty sure I would've done worst thing if I'd had live that long.
Regardless, now that the creator had messed with me, I was determined to teach it a lesson in the future.
SWOOOSH!