"You can't be serious," Casimir asked with a bitter smile, his face ashen. Then, taking a deep breath, he dropped to his knees. "Casimir Falkrenn of the Emberhold Syndicate submits to you, my lord!"
Any thought of resistance had long since drained from Casimir. His heart was heavy with despair. Years of planning, all reduced to ashes in a single day. Matthew had effortlessly killed the Medusa Emissary, and Casimir knew that if Matthew wished, he could do the same to him.
The members of the Emberhold Syndicate surrounding the docks stared in shock.
"What is the chief doing?"
"Why is he kneeling to that guy? We have the numbers!"
"So… do we keep holding our positions?" one member asked uncertainly, and silence fell over the group.
"If the chief is kneeling, what choice do we have?"
With Casimir kneeling in submission, the three or four thousand men of the Emberhold Syndicate dropped to their knees as well. An intense silence blanketed the scene as everyone awaited Matthew's response.
The men of the Veiled Assembly held their breaths, gazing at Matthew with admiration and respect, while Allyson's eyes instinctively turned to him.
"You're a smart man, Falkrenn," Matthew said with a slight smile, watching Casimir bow his head in silence.
"I was blind before, following the wrong path. Now, I am willing to change my ways," Casimir said, pressing his forehead to the ground. All he wanted now was to survive; everything else had lost its importance.
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