Guinevere (Trollhunters Fanfiction)

"So, you aren't a god?" His smile dropped as the words left her mouth. He muttered a few curses in a language unknown to her and reached into his jacket to find something. She waited curiously and was slightly disappointed when he pulled out a green crystal adorned in gold.
"This is-"
"This is bribery," she finished.
"No?"
"You are a con man. It is official. I am stuck in the middle of an enemy kingdom with a con man." She stopped for a moment to think. "May Deliah be with me."
"No!" he shouted in frustration. Lucas cleared his throat as the rock shrunk into his palm, practically turning into dust. Gwen seemed unimpressed and hopped out of the mud, strutting away from him. He followed suit quickly, shoving the crystal into his pocket.
"You say that you are not a god, but you act like one."
"How?" he asked, grinning from ear to ear.
"You can predict when we will be in peril. You can disappear whenever you'd like. You have a suit of magic armor that glows like the sun itself!"
"Well, I'm not. I'm just James Lake, and you'll know me soon enough."