Quickly, Azraq stood up. "Actually, that's not what I came for," the young warrior's eyes began to glow in an intense blue light "I have an offer for you"
That young general had appeared in seconds, his speed impressive. Even though he didn't appear extravagant, Ryan knew he would need to be cautious. Observing the general's determination, he nodded "You have thirty seconds"
Bowing again, this time more briefly. Azraq said, "If only my platoon returns, I'll have enough forces to take control of the Desert Coalition. The King of the Southern Desert is sick, if I eliminate him, I can take control of the entire desert region without too much trouble."
At the same moment, Ryan's perception changed. For a few seconds, the Dark Knights stopped their attack, remaining motionless as they burned with an intense black flame.
Meters ahead of their conversation, Eldric stared in confusion at what was happening. "They've stopped moving?! Mages! Shoot!"