Silence ensued in the hall after Max spoke, and as he and the elven emperor stared at each other, the air became thick with tension.
Amara's heart was beating rapidly, and cold sweat appeared on her forehead. She was worried that the emperor might swat him to death.
Fortunately for her, nothing such happened, as a few moments later, the elven emperor calmly nodded, "You are right. We do need something from you. If you give them to us, then seeing they haven't harmed any of my people yet and you guarantee that they won't either, we can spare them."
Max's expression didn't change when he heard that they wanted multiple things from him, nor did he respond and simply stared at him, waiting for him to say what those things were.
