As these words penetrated the great mother's mind, her eyes widened in astonishment.
"W-What? Are you out of your mind? I-I lead the Denver household... I can't comply with that. Numerous individuals work in this household; I cannot simply enslave them under you," the great mother responded in a hushed voice.
"Then prepare to die. Once you're dead, all your soldiers will follow, and then comes the turn of your precious cutie pie... Ren," Anon declared, an evil grin playing on his lips.
Suddenly, something clicked in the great mother's mind, and an indescribable fear gripped her heart.
'I may risk myself, I may risk the family, but I cannot jeopardize Ren. I don't know what this monster might do to my dear Ren.'
"If I accept your terms of servitude, do you pledge to spare Ren?" the great mother inquired.
"Abstaining from harming him is asking too much, but I can endeavor not to terminate him," Anon replied.