Chapter 25: The Confrontation (reworked)

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Ark One, Part Five

(Third Person POV)

"You wanted to talk to me?" Crow asked Vult while eyeing the former subordinates of the Dark Queen.

The leader of the Black Dogs nodded. "Yeah, it's a matter that can't be delayed much longer."

"I see," the teen said slowly. "Well, before we talk about that, wanna enlighten me on why they're here?" he gestured toward the group of orcs and male dark elves. 

Vult smirked. "Sure, they and a good portion of Olga's forces serve under me now."

"Is that right?" The teen's tone was filled with amusement, but internally, he was enraged that they betrayed their queen all so that they could get their fucking dicks wet. "How did you manage to get them under your command?" he asked, feigning curiosity. 

"Made them a deal they couldn't refuse," he said proudly, making the teen mentally roll his eyes at the misogynist. 

"Must have been one helluva deal. Imma go ahead and assume you have something similar for me?"

Vult chuckled. "You could say that. However, only a man of your caliber can receive this offer."

The Lunarian quirked an eyebrow in genuine curiosity. "Oh? And what is this offer?"

"Why, what else? Power."

The Lunarian hummed. "I do like power, but you're gonna have to be a lot more specific on what kinda power you're talking about, as there are multiple forms of it," he said in a snarky tone, making Vult laugh, and the Black Dogs looked at him in disapproval at how he talked to their leader.

"You're not wrong about that, so let me be more specific," he looked into the Lunarian's eyes. "What if there was a power most couldn't fathom having?"

Crow hummed. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't interested," he admitted.

Vult smirked. "So what if I were to tell you I could offer you power, unlike anything you've seen before? A power so great that it would allow you to free yourself and loved ones from the shackles placed upon you and them. What if I told you all you had to do to receive this gift was to work with me and help destroy all who stood between me and my dreams?" he asked, in a theatrical and charamistic tone that made the Lunarian want to snap his neck.

Crow mentally groaned and wanted to shut the misogynistic the fuck up already as he wasn't interested in anything Vult had to offer as he knew what it was and didn't want anything to do with demons. However, he had to stall for a little longer until his allies escaped and until Vult confessed his crimes. 

However, Crow admits that if he were a man of low value and even a lower principal, he would've been enthralled by Vult's speech and closely listened to every word.

Unfortunately for the mercenary, his grant speech went into one ear and out the other, as Crow wasn't interested in his offer and would never allow himself to work with or under a lesser man like Vult.

The Lunarian hummed. "Hmmm, before I answer, what is your dream? It must be important to you if you're willing to have your enemies serve under you."

Vult looked at the Lunarian blankly before sighing. "My dream is quite simple, but yeah, it means more than anything to me, and I'll be willing to do whatever it takes to achieve it...since the dawn of time, people like you and I have to struggle to earn a living, put our lives on the line while elitist cunts get to live luxurious lives and never have to worry about suffering the horrors people like us do. Doesn't that bother you?" he asked, looking at the Lunarian. 

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