An Audience
Lord Aekor was so incensed that he couldn't even bear to look in her general direction.
"You and your neverending battles," shaking his head ruefully he couldn't help but question her motives, "Do you think you are the only one who has suffered casualties? We lost over half of our champions in the last war but you would have us send out even more forces to fight for ONE mortal? What are you trying to do?!"
"Nothing," she calmly replied, "You do not have to send out anyone. I will deal with everything."
"....? How is that possible?"
"It is. I have a plan and there is a high probability that it will work. And the best part is none of you have anything to lose even if it doesn't."
"In exchange for? Surely you wouldn't do something of that sort from the goodness of your heart. You must need something from us otherwise you would not have come here in person," the golden-eyed attendant inquired.