After every one of the remaining Sages of the Flame Empire agreed to the terms, Robin wasted no more time, with a light smile and a wave of his hand the tablets began to lightly fly towards those Sages.
But the Sages of the Flame Empire weren't quite as excited...
Agreeing to swear an oath in order to save their lives was one thing, but holding the board and being ready to really say it out loud was another thing entirely.
Within a few months, the Flame Empire turned from prestige, power, and absolute authority and respect to a situation where they had to choose between humiliation and eternal slavery, or death...
Each one of them held the metal plate firmly in his hand as if he wanted to break it. They knew that there was no escape from saying the oath other than death, but not one of them dared to say a single word.
