Galene and Dakrea exchanged glances, their minds racing. The weight of Alex's words settled over them. This was a slim chance for survival, a fragile hope amidst their despair.
Galene, still shaken but resolved, stepped forward. "We... we accept your deal, Hero Leader. We'll gather the fragments, as many as we can find. But in return, you'll help us live, won't you?"
Alex nodded, his gaze unwavering. "I'll uphold my end. But remember, if you cross me, I won't hesitate to change my mind."
Dakrea swallowed hard, wiping the sweat from his brow. He knows I'm a demon... I need to stay low...
Alex's gaze shifted to Dakrea. "And you'll help her."
Dakrea jolted, quickly nodding. "Y-Yes, of course..."
"Don't worry," Alex said calmly, "as long as you don't harm humans, I won't kill you."
Alex then opened his inventory and handed Galene a small key with a horse symbol engraved on it.
"What is this?" she asked, puzzled.
