Finally, Jolthar spoke. "If I accept your help and you try to betray me or manipulate me in ways that go against my interests, I will have you sliced like a pig. I don't care what divine backing you have or how powerful you are. I've fought deities before and survived. I'll do it again if necessary."
Haryntha's smile was genuine, showing what might have been respect.
"Fair enough. I wouldn't expect anything less from someone who went against deities. And for what it's worth, I have no intention of betraying you. My purpose is genuinely to help you succeed in this mission."
"Then I accept," Jolthar said, making the decision.
"You can guide me through the Dreadland Depths, help me locate and fight these duke-class creatures, and provide whatever expertise you're offering. In return, I'll trust that your assistance is genuine until proven otherwise."
"Agreed," Haryntha said, standing and extending her hand.
