Helsgath, that was the name he had now. He stood before his fellow True Lord and realized something no one else would. It was not just a fellow True Lord in front of him. He smiled at such a miraculous thing to witness with his own eyes.
Still, that did not change what was before him. He was not simply meeting a fellow True Lord at a meeting or due to some exchange, but given an ultimatum by an opposing race.
He found it foolish given he actually agreed with Lind Frey's position as none of the current slaves had done a damn thing to his race.
Yet, that was not reality. Lind Frey was an idealist, even after living through all he had. Helgath knew pragmatism was the best rule to live by. What he retained over his many cycles knew that but he knew the being in front of him was not holding ideals due to naivety.
He was burned in the fires of his own foolishness and against far mightier foes. He was not standing there unable to carry through his threat.
