Loyalty is a decision, a resolution of the soul.
Pablo asked Draxus to sever his entire right hand to prove his loyalty and Draxus just stared at Pablo.
"Are you sure?" He asked.
Pablo nodded. "I am."
"But my prominent hand is right. Take my left hand instead."
"Your prominent hand is right, that is why I am asking for that. Give that up for me. Chop it right in front of me."
Draxus went silent and Pablo gave him time as well.
Flashy and the others just let Pablo handle everything.
'He is so cool and he is in my bedroom too. Ahh…' Sera was in her own world.
Cupid and Andrezj exchanged glances with each other but no one spoke anything.
"I..I," Draxus finally said something. He stuttered, he ran his fingers on his right hand.
"I accept."
"Very well." Pablo raised his hand behind himself.
"You still have that dagger with you, Flashy?"