While the Alliance and Elven Soldiers organized themselves into groups, Uravis stood at a corner, surrounded by trees, with Vasquez.
"How many guilds does he have now?" Vasquez asked Arin, his expression serious as he stared at Arin's holograph on the holographic screen in front of him.
"One hundred and counting. All having twenty members each...and.. counting," Arin replied, gaining another exhausted sigh from Uravis. "Is anything the matter your Majesty?"
Uravis turned to him slowly, his frown turning to a cold glare, "Call me that again and watch me organize your bones from largest to the smallest."
Arin shivered, Uravis' threats sending a chill into him, "Sorry, Uravis, can I call you that?"
"Isn't that my name?" Uravis asked in return, pushing himself off the tree, then he moved to Vasquez' side.