Vale smiled.
"Your words are quite interesting."
"And yours keep on surprising me, Vale. Not once have you cowered despite the difference in our strength."
Vale sneered slightly.
"Cowering before you would be an affront to what I've gone through. It would be denying my own worth to revel in inferiority."
The general reeled back and stroked his gray beard.
"Ha ha! Well said! Truer words have never been spoken!"
Vale leaned back in his chair, glancing at Sivian, who held an odd look on her face as she stared at the female knight, Sandra, who had approached and stood side by side with the out-of-place knight.
"Tell me, Grady. What would my enlistment entail?"
The older man's laughter died down, but his lips remained curled in a smile.
"The basis of what we desire is your presence amongst our force. Naturally, without imposing your ability upon them."
'So… he wants me to stand on his side when the staring contest starts?'
