"I'm afraid it wasn't a request," He said, frowning at the centaur. After battling with death he really wasn't in the mood for a resisting city. He stepped beside the mag end approached the centaur defiantly. "I suggest you follow a Coars order unless you-ugh.." He said, swaying as a bolt of pain shot through his body. "You and your goddamned creatures..." He complaint, clutching his side. 

After a short mental debate, Fiers turned away from the centaur and faced the Mage slowly. "I think...I will take you up on your offer, and we will discuss the date of this city afterwards." He attempted to straighten himself up, but only managed to cause himself more pain.