Kryssia stood frozen for a moment, her hands trembling slightly as she tried to process Strax's words. She wanted to retort, wanted to keep holding onto her anger, but something in his truth hit her hard. He was right, in a sense. Letting Xenovia go now... that could very well ruin everything. She knew it, but her loyalty to the Kingdom still tied her down, making her question her own choices.
"So... you really think this is the only way?" Kryssia asked, her anger giving way to uncertainty, her voice now quieter. She looked at Strax, trying to find any weakness in his words, any sign that there was another way. But he remained firm, like a rock, as if nothing could make him change his mind.