"You agree?"
The Dread-Eyed Lion stared at Ethan in surprise. It clearly hadn't expected him to decide so quickly.
Abyron was a Tier 47 thrall. Ethan was really willing to give that up?
The Dread-Eyed Lion had expected convincing him to be difficult and prepared a long list of arguments. Instead, Ethan had agreed outright, catching it completely off guard.
"What's with that look? Did you think I'd refuse? Do I seem that selfish to you?" Ethan asked.
"It's not that you seem selfish." The Dread-Eyed Lion answered with complete sincerity. "I'm pretty sure you are."
"..."
"Are we doing this or not? Keep stalling and I might change my mind."
"We're doing it. Of course we are." The Dread-Eyed Lion immediately grew anxious. "Quick, bring him out."
Ethan raised his hand, then hesitated.
"Dopey isn't going to attack me after he comes back to life, is he?"
