Immediate rage, a shadow of his own when denied a kill. Not reverence or instant mortification followed by groveling, but irritation. This was not a man who switched sides as easily as he acted. Convenience, but not full devotion for a God who had been merciful.

"You are done here at present, slave." No sign that he'd passed or failed. The fact that he was still alive was a good sign, but the System lord didn't seem quite convinced that he could be fully trusted. He could be useful. But trusted to serve him as faithfully as those born into servitude for the Crocodile God? That remained to be seen.

The God left the Doctor where he was and turned to leave. "Come. You will entertain your God."