|Well, it's not like I can understand what goes on in their heads. I don't really care anyway.|
Looking back at Arthur, the Dragonkin narrowed his eyes, intensifying the pressure of his aura until the ground cracked and splintered under the force, which Arthur calmly matched in kind.
|What I do care about,| he said, |is your answer to my offer.|
|I'd like to say 'No' already, but I guess I should humour you first,| Arthur replied, raising a hand in front of his face as he yawned, a sight that elicited a chuckle from the man.
His laughter only lasted a few seconds before abruptly stopping as his eyes glowed and he demanded.
|Give up your Aspect. Since you're skilled enough to actualise your Aspectual Authority, I'll let you live if you hand it over and serve under me.|
Hearing him, Arthur blinked, his disbelief clear on his face.
|You on drugs or something? Who the hell would willingly give away a power like that?|
At Arthur's question, the Dragonkin scoffed.
