Two Eyes Cenote one minute of everything at once

"Silent treatment, huh?" Dwin drawled and rolled her eyes. "So like gods, don't you think?" a half-serious half-joking statement. From what Dwin had learned about gods of various backgrounds, they had some characteristics in common. Over-inflated idea of self-worth and childish wish to control everything. All or nothing. And if nothing - screw you, my loyal follower! I will either make your life miserable or will get rid of you completely. 

"Of course," Dwin nodded in agreement. "You have your princess to save. Good luck with that! See you," never again. She watched him leave. Despite her not liking him very much, she had had an entertaining half an hour or so. Had he appeared any less possessed, she might even have invited him to stop by at Brecheliant.