Eric's rage was giving no sign of improvement.
It had to be said that the cause of all this, the now disabled demi-eagle, wasn't helping.
On the contrary, his total absence of manners when talking to the one determining his life's destiny was anything other than cunning.
If intimately he just wanted to stop gifting air to Cukuw, Eric contemporarily knew Rubra was right.
*I suppose I don't want future Eric to curse me for this... *
Rubra was previously stunned by the general's words and was now reserving a similar look to Eric.
He silently guessed her intention from her face and thought his answer.
*Don't worry, I'll tell you later... just to be sure, tell anyone else not to call me by name from now on... *
Rubra nodded promptly while smiling.
He didn't want to admit it at such a serious moment, but her smile relaxed him the more he watched it.
