"Aah!" Faunaris tightened its hold over Tom's spear before pulling it out in a single jerk of its hand. It then looked at Tom's face with a weird look.
"You want your spear back?" it asked, dumbfounded by Tom's straightforward request.
"Yeah," Tom nodded his head, tears starting to come out of his eyes. He reached his hand out, hanging it out just a few inches away from the handle of the spear.
For a moment, nothing happened.
Faunaris was too puzzled by Tom's change in attitude to react. Tom didn't dare to make any hasty moves, in fear of his plan, his only way out of the situation to break apart.
"You managed to land a hit on me," Faunaris said, turning its lips into a thin line. It then closed its eyes as a whole plethora of different emotions raced on his face. "It appears I lost the bet..." it said, keeping its eyes closed as it clearly fought back with its emotions.