Finally, Erik sighed as he stared at Frostfang, a man he didn't like, but still felt respect for.
He gave his mother's most powerful student a choice, "Now, I give you a choice. You see, for the longest time I've been planning on taking an arm in retribution for what you did to Elora, but I don't want to do that anymore. You need that arm to protect the Enclave while I'm away."
Although he still didn't feel particularly connected to his mother's Enclave, he did at least see it as one of his assets. An asset that could come to be useful in time. Plus, Viljar would likely remain behind, and Erik wanted his uncle protected.
