"I need your power."
Rion stated with an excitement-filled sheen in his eyes, and a look of deep confusion appeared on Marin's face.
Marin knit his brows together and asked, "What do you mean...?"
Rion stepped away from the table and asked while placing his spear by the wall, "Do you believe that we would be able to defeat The Remnant with how things are going?"
Marin's confusion deepened into a frown. He put his palms together and muttered, "We aren't strong enough, but we have Haden, so there's no way that we would actually lose..." his expression darkened, and he added sombrely, "But many lives will be lost."
Rion nodded in agreement and muttered evenly, "That is why we have to change the workings of the den."
Marin placed his hands on the table, slightly narrowed his eyes and gestured for him to continue. "Go ahead."
