Dichotomy

"My silly grandchild, I did not turn into an enemy. I was created as the enemy…"

"What?"

Both Alinea and Ivan got more and more confused. But they couldn't let their guard down. The elementals surrounding them hadn't stopped with their enmity. If ever, the malice they exuded only became stronger. However, with the wave of the man's fair hand, all the elementals suddenly calmed down. 

There was no longer malice or murderous intent in the atmosphere. But Alinea's and Ivan's hearts were not yet reconciled. They had come so far— had planned meticulously before coming here. What was going on? 

"Child, I see the questions in your heart. Since you've come this far, I ought to entertain a couple of them. But you have to answer some questions as well," Czernobog drawled lazily and snickered at Ali's drawn sword. 

"It's useless to fight. I am not someone you can kill," he added as he disappeared only to appear in front of Alinea.