It remained quiet for a moment, as Frostfang stared at Björn with an expressionless face, his thoughts unknown. Björn simply looked back, with the slowly crumbling hope of a desperate father, his fists clenched in frustration and despair.
Finally, Frostfang turned his face towards Victor with an unspoken question on his face.
Victor scoffed a little and raised an eyebrow in surprise. "I didn't think you'd actually consider it, I figured you'd be harder on a traitor." He waved his hand dismissively, "Regardless, that daughter of his is a valuable asset. In the past, hybrids may have been uninteresting, but now… well, things might be different."
He shrugged, "Still, we have made very little progress, so I suppose you can take his daughter, but it will be in exchange for the support I promised you." He grinned maliciously, knowing the kind of choice he was putting in front of Frostfang, "You can't have both."
