The room was silent for a short while that seemed practically eternal. The giant clans' chieftains were looking at the old man with eagerness. They could all recognize what was going on at the moment. Eisen had created a contract that would cost him his life and every single possession of his if he were to tell even a single lie in his next words. And judging from that being, the reaper behind the old man's back, it was clear that this was truly an overseer of a magical contract, and an incredibly powerful one as well.