"FUCK!" Grey's voice boomed, a cannon of air shooting out of his mouth that ripped through the skies and nearly the clouds above that. But by the time it got that high, the force had dissipated so much it only caused the smallest shift.
It was like even the clouds were trying to remind him how small he was.
Grey, however, didn't give a damn.
He looked down and met Thi Lan's gaze. "You left a way out for yourself, right?"
Thi Lan's gaze dimmed.
"Right?" Grey asked again, more forcefully.
"The only way out from under the contract is for the threat to be eliminated or for arc one to be concluded."
"And what does that mean? The eliminated threat part."
"There are only two paths to do that explicitly outlined in the contract. The first is that I surpass the average strength output, measured in average core stats, of the main attacking Races. The second is… more complicated."
Grey just stood there, waiting for her to explain.
