Chapter 77: Aftermath

Chief Mein groaned in discomfort as he struggled to open his eyes. The faint sound of hushed conversation and whispers entered his ears, drawing his attention.

"Ulain, are we really going to work as that serpentine's underlings?" Ian's voice was hoarse as he forcefully choked the words out.

"Or else? What do you think we can do or should have done? Allowed our Pink Goblin race to end in our hands? Handed our race over to the dark lord for him to turn them into puppets? Or held on stubbornly to a nonexistent pride and led the remaining members to a dead end? What do you think we should have done, Ian?" Ulain shouted in rage, his face turning red from all his suppressed emotions.

Only he knew how hard it was. How difficult it was to choose between death and slavery. As easy as it seemed, living in servitude was harder than dying brutally. However, he still chose the harder choice for his clan, because he didn't wish for it to end in their hands.