Prion stayed silent before Noah as he spoke. He had accepted his fate. Only it felt unreal that a mere lower-stage cultivator would render him to such a state.
"What shall be done to you," Noah stated straightening his position. He had been seated throughout the explanation.
Prion remained silent, well aware of the reality of his situation.
"Would you have killed me were I in your position?" Noah asked tilting his head to the side. He knew the answer to it. There was war, and from what he had said, killing other tier 4's wouldn't be against the set rules.
"I would have," Prion replied lowering his gaze. His entire existence had gone somber. Truthfully speaking a part of him wanted to fight back. But from what he had seen of the entity before him; he was reasonable and unhindered by emotions. But also powerful.