"We do not know this army you speak of, and we do not accept help from outsiders," the creature responded just as bluntly, its skin still flickering as it attempted to camoflage.
It was obvious that these creatures were not going to trust him easily, and quite frankly he didn't have time to be forcing issues right now. So for now having them take advantage of their operation was all he was aiming to accomplish.
"By tonight your enemies will be in turmoil, I will hand them to you on a silver platter. All you have to do is lead your armies straight towards their base, the rest I shall take care of. Once a blue light pulsates from the moon, you will know it is done," Lucius replied after some thought.
"You speak of the moon's wrath as if you are its herald. What authority do you have to say that such a thing will happen? Even the king's shamans do not claim to know such a thing," one of the creatures shouted in outrage, his comrades shushing him a moment too late.
