"On top of that, my equipment is on par with Valeron's, I'm a Golden Griffon like Tyris, and I have achieved the white core. Save your mercy for someone who needs it. I'm stronger than you'll ever be and you are surrounded.
"Think again about my offer because if you refuse it again, I'll beat you unconscious and drag you to the Golden Griffon along with the others. Then, your compliance would be no longer of any relevance." Thrud said.
"I refuse your offer and I renew, no, I beg you to accept my conditions." Yet Fyrwal's prideful tone didn't sound like she was begging. "I'm doing this in respect for the blood of Valeron that flows inside your veins.
"It's so thick that I can smell it from here and it would cause me great pain to spill it. I don't want to fight you. Release Phloria, turn around, and leave. If not for me or your ancestor, do it for your soldiers and citizens.
