Meldarion's face looked carved from granite, and he added pressure to her neck as she struggled, holding her tightly for many moments. "I said, have you had enough?" he asked her, deathly calm. 

"What is it to you?" she gasped. "You'll just...kill me anyway!" Her face was full of anger, but her struggles were now weakening. She could hardly breath. It was just when she felt as if she was to pass out when he let her go. 

She was surprised to say the least, hacking and coughing before scrambling away to look at the Half Breed. Meldarion gazed at her calmly, before drawing himself up. He pointed out the door. "Do you know what is happening out there?" he asked her. "Your people are being slaughtered, and will all soon be dead no matter what you do." 

"No!" she cried, before she realized that it was her emotions getting the better of her. She knew he was speaking the truth. "Why are you telling me this?" 

"To show you that you can do better than dying here. You can save your people." he told her, and strode toward her. Her guard was up, but he moved passed her, and felt his hands along the wall before he found a crick in the structure and clicked it. A stone moved out of the way. It was an underground passage. 

Meldarion was not doing this out of concern for her, and he let her know that. But he knew that a peaceful east, or better yet, a divided east, was easier to both negotiate with...and perhaps conquer. 
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