“I volunteer.” Kasef suddenly spoke up, resting a hand on his chest as he stared at the false king, Viren. “I shall be the first— to set an example for those wishing to follow in my footsteps.” He mused, giving a small smirk of self-confidence.

You, Kasef, Viren, Soren, and Claudia were all standing atop a small cliff, gazing down at the thousands of soldiers at Viren’s aid— both Neolandian and Katolin soldiers standing, nervous and uncertain by the man who was leading this attack, Viren. Although they had originally agreed willingly and heartily at the idea of going to war with Xadia, they were..uncertain at the idea of transforming into something they were originally against.

“Excellent,” Viren chimed— you, however, silently protested against this. What if something went wrong? What if Kasef turned into something horrible? As Viren began the spell to enchant Kasef into a stronger, more primal being, Kasef glanced at you— eyes narrowing at the sight of your pleading expression. He knew what he was doing— but those eyes of yours..he was always so weak in the knees for them.