I come to a screeching halt as soon as Pyra stops talking. She thinks I'm WHAT?! I sputter in shock as Pyra comes to a stop a foot ahead of Nia and I. He also stopped dead in shock.
"Did I say something wrong?" Pyra quirks a brow in question as she turns around. She tilts her head to the side, and her lips part slightly as she stares at me.
"You think she's a descendant of who?" Nia demands with a disbelieving laugh.
"Oh, an old Greek god. Mostly like Apollo, but I suppose it's possible you're a descendant of Zeus. Though, no, that's very unlikely given your abilities. So, perhaps maybe Helios. Or perhaps one of the lesser-known gods. Hemera, for instance. She's the Goddess of daytime."
"O-okay, hang on," I mutter, pressing my hands on my head. This cannot be real. I sink to the ground
