All eight of them huffed in unison. This whale-shaped human had no respect or consideration whatsoever.
"We also came to resolve another matter. We want our descendants," said the high elf from Litharion, dryly.
"Hm?" The whale turned to the high elf and stared at him coldly.
He swallowed his anger and continued. "I came to make him my disciple. I'm willing..."
"No need," the whale cut him off without a second glance. "He has already agreed to go to your family, but he will be Azali's disciple."
The high elf nearly exploded with his qi, but only roared. "She's just a common elder! I'll hand him over to you..."
"No, I'll go with Azali. My master taught me that starting from the bottom builds the road, but the lessons are greater and lasting. Sorry, sir, but I'm just a humble mortal. If I'm spoiled, my blade will lose its edge," Corin said politely, looking at the high elder.
