He stammered, trying to express the overwhelming gratitude surging within him, but felt that any words would be utterly inadequate at this moment.
"But... this... this favor... We..."
Looking at the powerful "Veil Breaker" before him, who was unexpectedly true to his word and not greedy for more, Hom felt a scalding emotion fill his chest.
In the end, all he could do was bow his head low, channeling his purest gratitude and respect into the silent gesture.
All the human survivors gathered behind Hom had heard the exchange between the two men clearly.
When Roland's words, "We're even now," faded, the last trace of wary fear born from the unknown vanished from the crowd like morning mist dispelled by the sun.
In its place was a mixture of endless gratitude, the ecstasy of surviving a hopeless situation, and a deeper emotion that bordered on faith.
