Inside the chamber, the hand constructs were holding Miro and Zoro.
The disembodied voice boomed from the surrounding blackness. "This is the final instance of mercy I will ever extend to you. The survival of your fragile companions rests entirely upon your compliance."
The ancient entity waited for a desperate plea or a frantic scramble for survival. Vlad simply rested the flat of his silver blade against his armored shoulder and stared blankly at the glowing appendages.
He shifted his weight to his back foot and kept his posture completely relaxed.
"You possess a fundamental misunderstanding of our current dynamic." Vlad raised his free hand and pointed a gauntleted finger directly at the twin constructs. "I harbor absolutely zero desperation to leave this place. You are the one who desperately needs my specific royal bloodline to bypass the spatial seal on that hidden vault."
