Silver contemplated the offer, his mind wrestling with the possibilities and consequences. The weight of the decision bore down on him, and he knew that the path he chose could reshape the fate of the Crimson Corps and, ultimately, his own destiny.
"Let me be clear, Shade. If I agree to this alliance, it's not out of loyalty to you or any personal connection. It's a means to an end, a chance for the Crimson Corps to reclaim its honor and for me to settle the unfinished business with Davark," Silver stated, his voice resolute.
Lyle nodded, acknowledging the pragmatism in Silver's words. "Agreed. This alliance serves both our interests. Now, let us swear an oath to bind our words."
