It was Isaac's turn to knit his eyebrows, confused. They may not see eye to eye with each other, in fact they may never be more than just enemies but he was sure of one thing—he wasn't the type to back down from a fight.
"Just what do you mean it's too harsh? In the olden days, those who betrayed weren't coddled they were beheaded." He got up from his chair, the involuntary movement didn't register to him—he just had to make him see reason.
"Do you know how strong a general harbinger is?" He asked not taking his eyes off the fight happening in the coliseum.
He seemed to actually ponder his question, "I don't know. Maybe it would take two guardians to take one down?" Isaac answered unsure.
"That's not true. Nikolai and I went on a dungeon run earlier, we met one. When I tell you, they're strong I'm not kidding. If it wasn't for my mount we would've died."
