Matrilaja immediately bowed his head. "My Lord, the Blood Coral is rare, but not unattainable. It grows only in the deeper trenches, close to where the currents are thick with death and battle. Harvesting too much at once will be difficult, but if it is your command, we shall risk the depths."
"Then I would have to trouble you to do it for me." Damon still insisted.
"Of course, my Lord. It would be our greatest honor." The merman was more than happy to accept.
After finishing his discussions with Matrilaja and giving the tribe leader his final instructions, Damon informed him that he would be leaving the area soon. He then let his gaze sweep across the merpeople gathered nearby, their reverent eyes following him.
