Krovath folded his arms, looking at Zain carefully.
Averak stood beside him, his posture calm but firm.
"You've proven yourself strong enough," Krovath said. "Strong enough to build your own force."
Averak nodded slowly. "But tell us, are you going to build it here? In this very area?"
Zain tilted his head slightly and smiled. "And if I do… what will you do?"
Krovath's eyes narrowed, but a grin tugged at his lips.
"This land is between our territories. Right in the middle of the Brood's Maw and Skyreach's edge."
Averak added, "If you choose this place, you'd better guard it well."
"Because if something happens here… if conflict spreads…"
"You'll fall," Krovath finished.
"You're strong, yes. But a one-man empire won't survive a war against two factions."
Zain gave a soft laugh. "So… this is a threat? You want me to walk away?"
Krovath held up a hand. "No threat."
"Just a warning. We don't care where you go. We just won't tolerate chaos within our borders."
