The great serpent stared at Orion, and on its massive head, an expression of smug satisfaction formed. The eyes are the windows to the soul, and in Orion's gaze, the serpent saw something it knew well. It saw greed.
"I will submit," Orion said.
"Hahahaha… a wise choice!" the serpent boomed in triumph. "Then let us seal our pact!"
This upstart little Lord, this third party in its ancient war, had been won over by the simple promise of power.
At that moment, the light flared. Merrick's divine power pressed down on the serpent with furious intensity as he seized the upper hand.
"Young friend, you cannot!" his voice pleaded in Orion's mind. "For the sake of the countless souls of the Emerald Dream Realm, you cannot agree to this!"
