"What would you like to know, Great Warrior?" Queen Eleanora responded, her voice tinged with uncertainty.
"I'd like to know more about the Wanderlust Travelling Tortoise Runaway City and its inhabitants," Orion stated firmly. "I've already spoken to one of your lieutenants, but I need to verify the truth of his words. If he's been honest, I'll keep my promise and ensure this incident is forgotten. However, if he's deceived us and took advantage of our mercy, he'll lose a limb before he's released. Naturally, I hope he told the truth to improve my impression of the Wanderlust Travelling Tortoise Runaway City."
Queen Eleanora tensed visibly, her gaze shifting to Azarok and his unit, who seemed resigned to their uncertain fate. After a moment, she turned back to the mysterious figure in the inky black mask, unable to discern his true feelings or intentions.
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