Alix watches Tolga sit, his expression unreadable. The assassin keeps his posture tense, his eyes flickering between Alix and the four kneeling figures.
Then, Alix speaks, his tone even. "I'm not here to stop you. In fact, I will support you."
Tolga blinks, caught off guard. "What?"
Nyssara looks up, eyes narrowing slightly. "Are you sure, Your Majesty?"
Alix meets her gaze. "Of course. You are my subjects now. If you want revenge, then I will help you take it."
A heavy silence follows. The words sink in.
Tolga leans forward, fingers interlaced, his usual smirk gone. "Who are you, really?" His crimson eyes flicker toward the four. "And you… You really submitted? Never crossed my mind that any of you would bow to anyone."