Chapter fifty three

"So," Khan smiled, "What do you need my help with?"

"Assure the forest elves can survive under human protection."

"Like I give a fuck about that, can you even produce? Or are you sterile like the other one of your kin are?"

"That's not what matters here!"

"What use do you have anyways?"

"I have used!"

"Can you fly?"

"No."

"Can you cast magic?"

"Little bit."

"Your magic is weaker than green tea over here, and she's the weakest out of all of us—-she's human, pure human from another world."

"Why does he always make it seem like it's a bad thing about me being pure human." Bai Cha muttered under her breath, "Is there something I'm missing here."

"Pure humans are rare, Cha." Haru said, "Means in some sense, you are rarer than people give you credit for."

"Thank you, Haru." Bai Cha's eyes perked, "Did you just compliment me?"

"Did I?" Haru sipped the peach tea, "I don't recall doing such a thing."

"Regardless." She said, "If you can't do anything then I want something else, from the dragon here—-I want his horn."

"My horn?"