Golden Abyss

Tower Spirit let out a cold chuckle, its voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Thor, you've got some nerve!"

Mike, feeling a bit helpless, shrugged and put on his best teddy bear expression. "I'm just trying to clear the levels. What else could I do?"

Clear the levels? The Tower Spirit chuckled again, this time with a hint of mockery. If it was just about clearing the levels, why did you create a piece like Mars?

"I can't help you with this," the Tower Spirit said quickly, not giving Mike a chance to respond. "It's not that I don't want to; it's that I don't have the ability to, understand?"

Hearing this, Mike actually felt a wave of relief. If the Tower Spirit didn't have the ability, then aside from Apollo, no one else did either! As long as Mike, the Tower Spirit, and Apollo kept quiet about this, Mike would be safe!

Just as Mike was thinking this, the Tower Spirit's voice, now tinged with a sinister edge, echoed in his ears.