"Has the box been opened?"
Nyxoria smiled, "No, I am not going to help a follower of the woman that made me come back here." Callista's heart squeezed, and her gaze went cold.
"You know of all my descendants that have been sent here, you are the only one who is different. The only one who chose another goddess over her mother. If it were just any goddess, I would not mind, but it had to be the one that ruined everything for me." Nyxoria angrily said
"I am sorry but I had to survive. I was cast out of...." Nyxoria sighed bored with the story Callista was about to say
"I know your story, everything from the part where your grandmother swapped your dying body with a healthy baby because she was scared her daughter would suffer. It was annoying how she thought someone with my blood would easily die. I know you, Callista, I have been watching you." Nyxoria explained
