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- Utterly lifeless. But at least my girl is still with me," he patted the hilt of Zharalia.
"Did you think through our actions well enough by capturing these prisoners? There's no doubt that the Ninsharians are pulling all the strings, trying to get to us. If their princess is even half as vengeful as they say, our deaths will be very long and agonizing. Your umbrella won't save you. It's only a matter of time before they discover where the trail of these prisoners leads. And no matter how remote this place is, we have no chance against a furious army. That's the first thing.
James paused briefly, letting his words sink in.
"The second thing is the Elulu-Suen. Specifically, the looted artifacts and the old man. I may be biased in this matter, but my years of fighting this plague are long behind me. Nevertheless, nothing good will come of it. It's a plague that consumes and destroys. The artifacts must be destroyed, or disposed of – I don't really care where they end up, as long as it doesn't affect me and my immediate surroundings. The old man must be put to the sword – you can be sure that he will use the most convenient moment for himself to destroy everything you hold dear. It is perfectly clear that prison has not broken him or weakened him, but has made him even more insane and unpredictable. You will not be able to control him, even if it seems otherwise. He must die.