Michael was more than overjoyed to finally see that the fruits of his labor were starting to get to the demi-humans. As expected, it didn't take them long to finally find the truth behind the Rebornian spirit. It was none other than comfort!
Now, he was sure that they were going to be his allies one way or another.
"I agree with that," he said to the general. "As long as you'll help me convince your Monarch that allying with me will be the best option they choose."
The Red Mankey general nodded. "Yes. But we cannot do it so easily. Our method must be slow and steady. You cannot do what you have done before. If you come to them asking for an alliance, they will attack you.
We are overprotective of our Monarch, you see. They are the most important demi-human within our midst. They keep our sun shining, they keep us protected. They are the reason why we are able to live here in the darkness of the Chasm.
So, the other two generals will immediately come to you and wage war."
