"Ms. Vale, our pact was forged for profit. If you insist on slaying that monster, then our paths part here," said one deputy.
They were from several minor factions that had banded together merely to survive on level seven. They never meant to challenge giants. If Sylvia insisted on slaying the Soul Devourer, the rest of them would rather not get involved.
Sylvia's shoulders stiffened. Her turquoise eyes flashed with outraged disbelief, yet words tangled in her throat.
She might wear the mantle of the leader, but in truth, these men were her equals, not subordinates, and that reality chained her tongue.
"Silence. Come to me." The command drifted across the mountain air, an aged voice, dry as parchment, heavy with an authority that brooked no delay.
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