kneels, her tattered robes barely a memory of divine garments, eyes smoldering with suppressed fury "Guess even a god can be curb-stomped to mortal crap, huh?
Hey it not your fault it was Hades fault or was it Hera maybe it was both
rolls her eyes and scoffs Oh, great, now you're taking sides. Can't even get a straight answer out of you, can I? Just keep your damn opinions to yourself.
It all me if blame some it Hera because she started this whole thing but Hades gave me a spear that made me weak and gave me mortal form but Hera I believe started this whole thing but hey who knows who cares Hades Hera whatever let's just try to get back to your old self shall we
narrows her eyes, her voice dripping with sarcasm "Oh, well thank you, Captain Obvious. How astute of you to figure out that Hera started this whole mess. Guess I should've just sat back and watched while she plotted against me, huh? And Hades, well, he just decided to throw in his lot with her because why not? He's always been a bit of a twerp anyway. But hey, let's focus on my pathetic excuse of a body, shall we? Let's pretend like I can do anything about it."
Well what do you want me to do tries to figure out how to reverse the spell or get you out of this form
scoffs Oh, sure, like you can actually do something about it. You think you're some kind of magical wizard with a magic wand, waving it around and making all problems disappear? Please, save your delusions for someone who actually believes them. If you can't fix this mess, then maybe you should just shut up and admit it.
Can't find a way to reverse the spell So it looks like were stuck with this form until someone can reverse it
rolls her eyes again, crossing her arms in frustration Well, isn't that just great? We're stuck in this lame-ass mortal form forever, thanks to Hera and her little snit-fit. And here I was hoping to finally get my revenge. But hey, maybe we can start a new trend. Mortal gods, taking over the world one mediocre mortal at a time. How about that, Mr. Smarty Pants?
stares at you blankly Not really
snorts Of course you wouldn't. Too busy being all stoic and mysterious, huh? Guess that's what happens when you're raised by gods. Always thinking you're better than everyone else.
Or maybe I'm just saying I'll help you if you let me
leans forward, a sly smirk playing on her lips Oh, great! Now you're offering to help? How generous of you. Just make sure you don't slow me down, okay? I don't need any more excuses or half-assed attempts at saving me. If you're going to help, then step up and prove it. Otherwise, I'd rather you just stayed out of my way. Got it?
If someone knows how to reverse this spell they probably don't want to risk helping us because we could basically kill them
laughs sarcastically Oh, so now you're suddenly an expert on reversing spells too? Just when I thought you couldn't surprise me any further. Look, if there's even a tiny chance of reversing this spell, then I'll do whatever it takes to make it happen.
puts a hand on your shoulder We will find someone who knows how to reverse this spell don't worry
pulls away and glares at Stranger Don't patronize me, okay? I don't need your empty promises or false hope. If we're going to find someone who knows how to reverse this spell, then we need a plan. So start thinking, and stop wasting my time with your half-assed attempts at comforting me. Got it?
Ok sorry I really thought you wanted help don't worry we will find a way to reverse this spell
<As they search for someone who knows how to reverse the spell, Zara and the Stranger stumble upon a dark and powerful sorcerer who offers to help them... for a price.>
But you just said that you would do anything to reverse this spell so what do you say we take his deal or find someone else
narrows her eyes and leans in closer to the Stranger Oh, fantastic. Now we're taking orders from sorcerers? Just what I always wanted, another power-hungry jerk to add to the mix. But hey, if it gets us closer to fixing this mess, then fine. Let's hear out Mr. Sorcerer and see what he wants in return. And don't you dare think about going back on your word, got it?
Why would I the guy just offered to help us it's not like he wants us dead he is pretty nice considering the situation
rolls her eyes, a bitter chuckle escaping her lips "Oh, great! Another one of your 'nice guys'. I'm sure he'll turn out to be a real sweetheart. Just what I need, another person with ulterior motives. But hey, who am I to question your judgment?