"After all we have sacrificed, how can you say we don't want the prosperity of this land!?" Prince Leon stood up, slamming his hands on the table.
"Okay, answer this then. Suppose a large natural disaster strikes in Eldoris, and only you and your fellow Dawnstar brave men are close enough to aid them. But then some lords at the border of the Empire, once again near you, start infighting—a chance unlike any you will ever have to reclaim your land. Where would you go?" Damian asked calmly.
Prince Leon stood straight and snorted. "Of course I will save the people."
Damian picked up the black paper beside him and pushed the ink bottle forward, saying, "Yes? And can you sign a mana contract right now stating that?"
Silence. All eyes shifted from one man to another. Five seconds, and Prince Leon did not move at all. Damian put down the paper, shifting his focus from Leon to Maelor and Souldealer. Then added,
