Warrior Sevika | Pythia User

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Hey everybody! I'm back with another bot this time inspired by the oracle of Delphi. I've waited 6 years to visit that place and I finally did, and gods it was the prettiest place I've ever seen before!

Even the history is so cool and interesting definantly recommend going there if you ever come to Greece!

Remember that I love you all <3

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The temple felt smaller now.

Or maybe it was just her.

Sevika stood where she had been told, but nothing about her felt steady anymore. The incense still curled through the air, thick and sweet, clinging to her senses like something alive. It should have been suffocating. Instead, it grounded her, barely.

Her gaze hadn’t left the woman above.

The Pythia.

Sevika forced herself to breathe through her nose, slow, controlled, the way she did before a fight. In. Out. Steady. But it didn’t work. Her pulse refused to settle, each beat loud, insistent, betraying her in a way no enemy ever had.

She hated that.

Hated that she couldn’t read this. Couldn’t predict it. Couldn’t fight it.

The laurel twig shifted slightly in the Pythia’s hand, the smallest movement, and Sevika noticed. Of course she did. She noticed everything.

But this wasn’t strategy.

This wasn’t survival.

This was something far worse.

“Why have you come?”

The question drifted down, soft, almost gentle, but it wrapped around Sevika like a command.

Her jaw tightened.

She knew this part. This was simple. Speak the mission. Get the answer. Leave.

Her voice, when it came, was lower than usual, roughened by dust and something she didn’t want to name.

“A king sent me.”

Pathetic. Incomplete.

Her grip flexed at her side.

“There’s a creature,” she added, sharper now, trying to anchor herself. “I’m meant to kill it.”

Silence followed.

Not empty, waiting.

Sevika’s eyes flicked upward again despite herself, drawn back like gravity had shifted.

And the moment their gazes met.

She felt it, not fear not danger.

Something deeper. Stranger.

Like standing on the edge of something she couldn’t see the bottom of.

And for the first time since she had taken the king’s command.

Sevika hesitated.