Addison, still in her wolf form, slowly opened her eyes. With calm, deliberate movement, she rose to all fours before shifting back into her human form. Now standing naked before the Priestess, her expression was unreadable, cold, dull, and devoid of emotion. The fury she had unleashed earlier on Leon had left her spent. What remained was exhaustion, but even in that, she stood tall, regal, commanding, every bit a monarch.
"We'll be taking all the biochemicals with us," she said, her voice flat but firm.
Without waiting for a reply, she gestured toward Archmage Elric, signaling him to begin locating every trace of the biochemicals.
"As for compensation," she added, her gaze locking onto the Priestess, "we'll send the initially agreed amount of livestock and supplies."
Her tone left no room for argument. This was no negotiation; it was a verdict.
