''My lord proposes an alliance between our two nations. With the dead of king Etmor, he believes that the Orcs and Minotaurs will seek to gain Etmor's dominant position among the kings and he is not content with letting that happen. With your help, he would hopefully be able to beat those two factions and reinstate order where there would be chaos. My lord values peace immensily, though he has not known much of it. Together, our two nations would be able to restore the peace, find the murderers and punish the enemies of us both.'' the diplomat said with a cold tone, as if he was reciting a letter. He seemed professional and bowed again after he had spoken, awaiting the answer of the king before him. The tiredness seemed to glide off him, strangely, as he spoke.
Meanwhile, with the Djinni occupied, Eluem observed them. He could crush them if he wished. They were occupied with the enemy.. it gave him a good chance. The rage had faded strangely and a calm peace came over him. Perhaps it was because this hadn't been quite the disaster it could've been, or perhaps it was because the stress had been taken off him. There was no army he had to take care of, no people he had to protect, there was nothing. He sat there and waited, resisting the urge to strike. He just enjoyed the sight, honestly, though the air continued to crackle around him as he gathered more and more fire, hidden by his spells. And now, as his enemies were distracted, he moved somewhat closer. A smile appeared on his face and his breathing was getting heavier. He felt the power.. what difference was there between him and a god now, he wondered. He cast another spell as he prepared to attack, one which made his projectiles invisible. It was a spell just like the one he currently used, though he wasn't certain if the Djinni could see through the illusions he used for his attack. Eluem chuckled as he was done and after two minutes of waiting, he attacked, casting huge, but invisible, fireballs towards the Djinni,