"This conversation has gone for too long, Elsa… tell me why you are here! And I suggest you pick your next words carefully…" Derik's eyes were like two blazing green suns lighting up the entire room.
Even though Derik was not aware of it, Elsa could see hairs sprouting all over his body, his claws turned black, and some sort of ferocious beast air gathering around Derik. It's true that werewolves tend to have a bad temper and when pushed too far, they always lash out! At this moment, Derik's body was transforming even without him knowing it.
"Spare their lives… even if it's not for my sake but for the sake of the people in this empire… the same people you want to protect… Since you and Cyrus will be gone soon, we need people who can protect us… the destiny of the three heroes of legend is to protect us against the invaders and lead us to victory… don't forget that… pls don't make this mistake…" Elsa slowly fell on her knees and begged with her eyes shut tight.