[ It would be a quick death, to cut his own throat on the broadsword or make another rash decision. The glass from the broken case is within arm's reach, and judging by his previous skill, he'd be quick enough to at least lodge a piece somewhere into Ardyn before he goes. The man seems to contemplate this for a moment, but instead boldly moves to push the blade from his throat himself. ]
I will not, if we can come to an agreement. [ He answers with certainty, but there's still a certain tension in the way he carries himself. ] My name is Zain. I am a member of the recently dissolved Mythi's Fangs.
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I will not, if we can come to an agreement. [ He answers with certainty, but there's still a certain tension in the way he carries himself. ] My name is Zain. I am a member of the recently dissolved Mythi's Fangs.