"I've heard of the Drapen war, well calling it a war is a bit overrated, it was more the subduing of a stubborn race." Orion spoke.
"I admit that our actions at that time were dumb, and plainly stupid, but we had no choice, we were forced to take such actions." Neola said.
"Do you mind explaining it in details to me, what really caused the war?" Asher asked.
"Normally I shouldn't waste time with talk and simply whoop your baby asses, but since I've taken a liking to the white haired boy, I'll tell you, but he has to promise me something." Neola said.
Asher was skeptical about agreeing, when had that gotten him anywhere good, but still, she was sealed here, as long as she didn't ask him anything like find a way to break her out, he was good.
"Ok, what do you want from me?" Asher asked.
"A sliver of your soul." Neola said.
"Huh?" All of them asked at the same time.
