"Lady Sharnoth uses the Power of Chaos. If he presents her to the Supreme Worlds, he will win their favor. We can use that greed to our advantage and kill him."
Maeve declared, and in an instant, Sharnoth's expression changed.
"We can… kill Vexarion?"
She spoke, her disbelief couldn't be clearer. She looked pitiful, and how could she not—she was finally hearing words she wanted to hear for the past hundred thousand years.
"As I said, this is merely a possibility."
Maeve didn't react to Sharnoth's emotional reaction; she just stated in her deadpan tone.
"It would be better not to get our hop—"
However, before she could speak more,
"Alright, that is enough."
Nux ordered.
"Yes, Master."
Maeve bowed her head as she stepped back.
Nux then looked into Sharnoth's eyes and,
"This was my plan to convince you."
"Huh…?"
Sharnoth narrowed her eyes.
"Before I get your help, I planned to help you. I plan on declaring war on Aurendor, this time, much more aggressively than before.
