Every muscle went taught as Nyla could see no way around her situation. Lying might stall for time, but how much? And being a magical creature, he would likely sense the falsity behind a fake name.
She swallowed hard. "Fair is fair. I am known as Nyla."
She felt the weight of her name hanging in the air and took a step backward, charging ever cell in her body with as much energy as she could hold. She wasn't sure a lightning strike would actually hurt the mage, but it might help her get away. Her jaw set, Nyla waited for his next move. She would not be afraid. She would not be afraid.