"Our words were sincere." Sinmara replied. "We would have gladly helped you with your research, your broken life force, anything you want as long as you joined us. Yet you are not asking us to help you, you are asking us to get involved in a war we don't care about.
"If we win, we get nothing. If we lose, our families would be dragged into your mess. What do you think would happen if Surtr died? His wife, his children, and everyone who loves him would never let it slide.
"They would fight Thrud's immortal troops, more of us would die and for what? To destroy the Golden Griffon and poison the land? Does this make sense to you?"
"Surtr is a white cored Awakened. He is tough to kill." The moment he said it, Lith sounded dumb even to himself.
"Indeed, but I can still die." Prasyn replied. "Never forget that Thrud has reached the white core that I lack. She has an academy backing her and the moment her troops reach the bright violet, they are likely to reach the white as well.
