Wolfe looked at the map, and then at Cassie. "Perhaps we can do something grand, something that might impress the other leaders into being less annoying?"
Cassie laughed as Wolfe considered ways to use her power to get out of future negotiations.
"Well, if you're going to donate a massive amount of mana, we could likely do something spectacular." Cassie agreed reluctantly.
It would be annoying, but she had to admit that they needed the help if they were going to convert from a resource starved industrial nation into a magic dependant industrial nation. Just converting the fuel source for their vehicles to a renewable oil source was already going to tax the croplands on the continent.
There had been talk in the Sylvan Coven and with some of the beastkin villages that they would like to make massive oil seed crops so that they could trade the oil for the cool stuff that the humans made.
