"For real?" his eyes shone brighter, and this time it was threatening or domineering light. It gave me the feeling of loneliness and hope… Like someone who was living all his life abroad and finally got the chance of going home.
"But…" I gave him hope, but he had to understand how things worked here, "this comes on the premise of you serving me quite well. Without going through big wars and conquering everyone, I'd have no way to help your race."
"I see…" I laid everything in front of him, showed him everything and told him facts. I even sincerely spoke about my dreams and gave him my word to revive his race.
And it was his time to make a decision. Would he wholeheartedly pledge his allegiance to me? Or he would keep his obedience bound by the contract?
"Lord…" he finally made the choice, knelt on his knees and bowed his head to me, "I swear to serve you with my heart and soul till the end of my time."