She turned to them, "I need to fix the laws inside him and protect him from dying." She said with heartfelt emotions. "I feel the sincerity of him wanting to help. Our battle also became his battle."
She looked up at the sky and sighed, "With our princedom in chaos, that'll mean that the four races would be unsupervised. The elves and dwarves would still be okay, but the Humans and Ichtir would cook up pointless wars and battles. This would be bad for our realm. We need him strong." Without knowing it, she heralded one of the possible fates of their realm.
Hearing her, the two generals went solemn and the atmosphere became heavy. They then continued to watch the potentially future hero of their realm's performance of the sword.
