Tension rose rapidly. Eira and Naeku looked at Erik miserably, but what could they say? Their own lives were the last thing they were concerned with right now, especially because Eira could simply teleport Naeku and her medium on Erik's arm outside, should Erik truly explode.
The ancient Maasai man looked at Erik strangely. It looked like he was actually impressed by Erik's conviction, but before he could think of a response, Elora's weak voice rose instead.
"There's no need to kill yourself for me, my love," she groaned, a helpless smirk spreading across her lips.
Erik snarled. "I know there's no need, but you think I care?! Besides, my bond with you is preventing anyone from messing with my mind, and without that protection, who knows what Audumla and Ymir might do to ensure I comply with their plans?! Setting aside that I'd threaten my own life to get you back, I'd rather kill myself than be a slave!"