"I've been to my hell before sweetheart, I'm not worried about you." But there was a shiver, she was playing a mind warp on him. No matter how hard she was breaking through he kept face. "Things I love? There aren't any!" He clenched his fist with that wave barreling out towards her. He did love, and his wife, his children would not be pawns for her and her pantheon. He could play the games all he wanted, but when he was threatened the tables turned.
Knocking that kind of power though, it took its toll. He was on his knees but he wasn't going to appear beaten. She had an opportunity to strike and she did, but not how he expected. Her mind juices were playing something heavy and it made his brain hurt.