Aaron sat calmly across from Aegon in the dimly lit strategy room, its walls etched with crude maps and flickering candlelight casting elongated shadows that danced like restless spirits, while Nexus stood behind him obediently, his presence a silent pillar of unwavering loyalty.
"Thank you for sparing our lives. We were blind to see your great strength," Aegon said humbly, his voice carrying a mix of relief and awe, the earlier tension still lingering in his furrowed brow.
"There's no reason to kill any of you. It would hold less use to me," Aaron waved off Aegon's thanks dismissively, his tone casual yet laced with an undercurrent of calculated indifference, his eyes scanning the room's sparse furnishings as if already plotting beyond the conversation.
Aegon managed a weak smile on his face at Aaron's words, though his mind wandered back to the intense discussion between Aaron and Xing, the revelations echoing like distant thunder in his thoughts.
