The deal was rather simple.
Michael would receive the information he wanted, and the Elves would receive the Gogi Lord's corpse. Both sides would benefit greatly.
"We accept the deal. Let us inside and we can talk all night!" The female Elf said generously giving him a faint smile.
However, Michael didn't move an inch. He frowned deeply and shook his head.
"That's not going to happen. We will talk here, with the barrier between us!" Michael announced, making his stance clear.
"Of course, if you remove your weapons, and allow me to tie your arms and legs, I will reconsider letting you guys inside. But I don't believe that anyone here wants to be tied up like a prisoner;" He added after a few seconds.
Michael sensed that the other Elves looked at him with discontent and ridicule, but he couldn't care less. They whispered to each other in the elven tongue, which Michael shrugged off. He didn't mind if they thought of him as a coward.
