"Lord Hades. In my humble opinion, the words we use are the words the Lords have used. Since you are one of the ancient ones, you are mocking your glorious name, My Lord. Without any further ado, shall I give you my answer?" said Erland, happily as Logi, having no concern of who he was standing in front of.
"You mortal-" Hecate was furious as Hades' flames that became blue. He frowned and said, "That's a silver tongue we have here. Proceed."
Erland replied, naturally with a polite and confident voice. "Your invitation has been one of the greatest gift I could ever achieve as a mere mortal. Thus, you certainly have your reasons to invite the descendant of the deceased Lord whom you dislike. As we all know, The Masked Man is no ordinary man who has his villainous influence all over the middle world and according to some intel, also the other worlds."
