Killing The Girl To Scare The Men
"Tested?" Mouven exchanged gazes with the others, but when I took out my compass, their faces clenched. "You recognise it already," I said while stating the obvious.
"We have been tested before by our messiahs," Mouven admitted.
"You have more than one messiah? Impressive," I said in a tone filled with mockery, "alright then, consider me your new messiah. Or else… you'll have to answer to your messiahs in the afterlife."
My threat wasn't groundless or light. I was the one having the upper hand here. If they wanted to live to tell their tale, then they had to lower themselves to me.
Humans… they were such an interesting race. If given an inch out of respect or kindness, they'd work to get a mile back from you.
But in fact of a stronger fist, they had nothing else to do but to comply.
"We agree," as expected, Mouven was well aware of how dangerous this situation here was.
"Mouven…"
"You…"
"We can't just agree without getting back to our messiahs!"