"What did you say?" Incognotus is taken aback by Nana's words. "Power hungry?"
"That's what it means to be a prophet right? To be the strongest, to beat everyone, to save the day and then they lived happily ever after." Nana says in a sarcastic tone. "I couldn't give less fucks about being the prophet! It's because I was the prophet that I was nearly executed! I've been dragged into more shit than I can even process in the past month! I've lost so many and I don't want to lose more, I am done." Nana stands her ground.
"You don't know what you're saying Nana, you're still naive." Incognotus lowers his voice. "You're like a rebellious teen."
"That's because I'm a fucking teen!" Nana stomps on the ground, causing water to splatter. "Haven't you waited and thought for a fucking moment that maybe the prophet doesn't want to be a prophet? I couldn't give less fucks about being the savior, all I wanted to have was a normal fucking life!" Nana shouts at Incognotus.