After hearing my claim and seeing the strength I'd shown—single-handedly saving the city and carrying everyone like deadweight—they all agreed.
Good. I needed more people for my army anyway. I already had far more than three hundred—I just lied about the number to stay very humble and make it believable.
Soon, I offered the same deal to the surviving Seekers in the city. Of course, they had to accept my terms—and by terms, I meant submitting to my servant spell.
When most refused, I warned them I'd abandon them to die. That changed nearly everyone's mind. Better a servant than dead.
I had no problems with anyone else, but Hai-Yen was different. She refused to serve me, so I decided to meet her personally at my base.
As expected of the most beautiful Seeker in the world, she carried herself with pride, unshaken and untouchable.
We met on the balcony, the base stretching below us . I leaned against the railing, letting the wind play with my cloak as I spoke.
