The terms of the punishment were clear: Emery would be consigned to either military service or the guardianship of a designated area. As the weight of the decision bore down on him, Emery reflected on his own desires.
For a long time, the allure of the frontline had beckoned him. This longing was ignited when Zack, a formidable dragon bloodline extended an invitation to Emery to join the war efforts.
To him, a 15-year commitment on the battlefield seemed a far less daunting prospect than enduring a mere 15 months under the ominous shadow of the Kronos faction.
The room, thick with tension and anticipation, was broken by the Emissary's assertive voice. "So, have we reached a consensus?" He sought a finality to the ongoing negotiations.
Emery opened his mouth to respond, formulating his words. However, before he could articulate his thoughts, an unexpected voice chimed in, cutting through the tense atmosphere.
