Nakala's words truly shocked everyone present. Was she inviting Lancelot, a human, to become the Commander of the Giants' army in the upper planes?
"Surprised?" The blue-haired Demi-goddess revealed a smile that suggested she had everything under control, "I can see what you have been through, mortal. Your past is an epic written in steel, blood, and flame, and on the snowy plains outside the Gate of Stroddet, you have proven that you can also handle the combat among Giants. Of course, not many will be willing to accept your command at first, but I believe you have the capability to gradually gain the trust of more Giants."
"Your proposal truly honors me," Lancelot shook his head, "but I regret that I must decline."
"What?"
'What?'