Siya looked at Trikalyagya with a calm that concealed a storm.
"If you are inside George's body," she asked evenly, "then where is George? What have you done to him?"
Trikalyagya was still burning with fury from what had happened with Andy. A crooked smile curved across his face—beautiful, yet disturbingly cruel.
"So impatient, my dear Siya," he murmured.
He stepped closer, lifting his hand toward her face as though he had the right to touch her.
He did not.
Before his fingers could reach her skin, Siya activated the metallic band on his wrist. A surge of electric current shot through him. The shock forced him back several steps.
Her voice turned cold—hard as steel.
"Two polite conversations, and you forget your limits? Do not mistake kindness for weakness. You are my prisoner, not my guest."
His eyes darkened, but there was something wounded beneath the madness.
"Even after knowing the truth about me," he said, "you treat me this way? That seems unfair, Siya."
She cut him off.
"You can see past, present, and future. Yet you lack the courage to change any of it. You were watching me even before this life, weren't you? Did you truly believe I would fall into your words so easily?"
She stepped closer now—fearless.
"Yes, I know your truth. Yes, you were wronged. But if you behave wickedly just to prove that you are innocent… if you attempt to claim me through manipulation or obsession… then you are choosing darkness."
Her eyes blazed.
"You speak of wanting me? Not in this lifetime. Not in any lifetime."
Her voice lowered, but the warning in it deepened.
"I am showing restraint. Do not test the limits of my patience."
She turned to leave, but paused at the doorway.
"I cannot interfere with the natural order. I cannot alter past, present, or future against the will of existence itself. But I hope you will choose differently. If you are not evil… then stop behaving like one."
And she walked away.
Behind her, Trikalyagya stood still.
For the first time since awakening, her words had reached him.
Siya went directly to Andy.
He was seated beside Clara, still immersed in meditation. Without speaking aloud, Siya called out to him through the inner plane.
Andy's eyes opened instantly.
He rushed toward her. "Did he hurt you?"
She gently placed her hand over his head.
"No," she said softly. "He doesn't have that kind of courage."
"Come," she added. "You haven't eaten, have you?"
Andy nodded faintly.
Siya took the band he had entrusted to her before she began her meditation and fastened it back onto his wrist. His face lit up at the simple gesture.
"Clara will awaken soon," Siya said. "Her first chakra has opened."
Andy's expression shifted to awe.
"Is she… connected to you now? Like we are?"
Siya smiled faintly.
"There is a fragment of my energy within her. That is why her body endured so long without food or water. She is a superhuman now."
Andy inhaled sharply.
"She always was brave," Siya continued. "Even without powers, she never backed down from a fight. She deserves them. And she is responsible enough to bear this burden."
Andy looked almost overwhelmed with happiness.
Siya studied him carefully.
"So," she teased lightly, "have you made up your mind about her?"
Andy hesitated. "Not completely. I… need a little more time."
She didn't press him.
Leaving him with Clara, she went in search of Maan and Ali.
They were in the same room when she entered.
Ali immediately spoke, tension etched across his face. "Is Trikalyagya losing his mind? If this continues, he'll go beyond our control. What if everything you saw is just another manipulation? He can see all three timelines. What if he can alter them too?"
Siya raised her hand gently, calming him.
"I considered that possibility. But his story lives within my memories as well. He spoke the truth."
She exhaled slowly.
"He is a deity. My energy awakened powers that had been dormant for thousands of years. They surged back too quickly. That sudden revival has consequences."
Ali understood without her finishing.
"His obsession…" he said quietly.
"Yes," Siya replied. "His attraction toward me is not entirely his will. He cannot fully control his own mind right now."
She looked at both of them.
"He is not our immediate threat."
Her voice darkened.
"We need to focus on Jate. We must find a way to end him soon."
The air in the room shifted.
"There are secrets about Jate that only Trikalyagya knows," she continued. "We need him. Do you understand, Ali?"
Ali clenched his jaw. He was tolerating Trikalyagya only because of Siya.
Siya turned to Maan.
"Did you eat?"
He nodded obediently.
Ali, however, had fallen silent—lost in thought.
And somewhere in another part of the house…
Trikalyagya stood alone.
Her words echoed inside him.
Not in this lifetime. Not in any lifetime.
For a being who could see eternity—
That was the first future he could not bear to witness.
And for the first time in centuries…
He feared losing something he had not yet possessed.