Emerald Thread (Part 2)

Yet with dozens, if not hundreds, of tons of Adamant-Davross alloy, white crystals, and black rocks bearing streaks of gold-veined white marble standing right in front of them, greed was louder than sense.

“Don’t forget that Vladion is under my protection.” Dawn landed beside the Vampire, her crystal steed shining with the power of the sun. “Any attack on him will be answered with extreme prejudice. You’ve seen what I did to Ruugat. Don’t force me to do it to you.”

“He’s also under my protection.” The Red Mother’s white aura flared up, conjuring a storm of wind and mana. “My mage tower is no lost city, but it’s not an old fossil like Ruugat either. I upgraded it to the modern standards of *my* magic.

“If you feel confident taking me and my children on, be my guests.”

“Calm down.” Lith stepped between Baba Yaga and the crowd, his hands raised in a universal gesture of peace. “I’m with Vladion. I came here to help him, and I did. Whatever you want to do next, don’t count on my help.”

The people of both Jiera and Garlen yelled in uproar, knowing that with Lith, they had just lost their best weapon against Dawn.

“I trust you will compensate my allies, the elves and the people of Zelex, properly.” Lith shook Vladion’s hand, leaving a piece of paper in it. “Also, my Omega Prime armor is broken beyond repair. I expect fair compensation for the damage.”