Stunned silence was the first thing that Gil and Alma were capable of. However, there was a growing feeling in Alma's chest. One that was foreign to her normally. One that she had not needed to show.
"How pathetic." The disgusted tone that Alma allowed to escape her lips was enough to make anyone's skin crawl. "To think that the flame elves have fallen to such a sad low in their generation."
The words of retaliation caught in the flame elf king's throat. "You do not know a single thing about the outside world. Your streets are full of pretty things and nothing else. Your ideals are old and flawed. Genesis is where everyone is EQUAL. Every race. Merfolk, elves, humans, dragons, dwarves, goblins, grey haired spiders, demi-humans, and every race to join us as we grow." Seeing the fury in Alma's eyes made Gil wonder just how angry she truly was.
