The entire area seemed to drip with silence for multiple seconds.
The eyes of every crowd member were on Tyr.
Noa, Hanzo, and Malon also looked at him with hopes that he would choose the answer that was correct in their own heads.
The emperors could only look with greedy eyes, like beggars stolen of their cheap change.
Tyr, however, only noticed the eyes of those from Eldraemar at this moment.
The figures standing on the edges of this chamber along with Huevas had gazes that felt like needles prodding into Tyr's skin, impatiently awaiting an answer.
'If I decline... I am not hopeless here. I can most likely negotiate a deal to protect myself even within his continent and give myself a position of power here. It seems clear that this continent is weak compared to others, so I imagine that would be extremely easy to obtain.'
He continued to think to himself about possibilities.
