Chapter 274 Beat Freedom Into You
Galliadra's eyes narrowed as she assessed me in return. The air between us crackled with tension, a silent standoff that held the promise of either resolution or impending conflict. Octavia's presence in my mind remained a steady anchor, a source of support as I navigated this delicate negotiation.
"I have taken human form as you requested," Galliadra stated, her voice retaining the echoes of her draconic power. "But know this, Daniel, I am here only to hear what you have to say, not to change my allegiance."
I nodded, acknowledging her stance. "Fair enough. I won't force you to change, but I want you to understand the consequences of blindly serving Tiamat. She sees you and your sisters as mere extensions of herself. Is that truly the life you want? To be absorbed into her without ever experiencing true individuality?"
"You as act as though I have not lived for an eternity already thanks to Tiamat, praise her name. Why is it so much for her to ask for the life that she gave back after millions, and possibly billions of years?" Galliadra asked in a cold voice, and that made me pause.
It was the first time that any of them, or Tiamat had said anything that made sense. Still, even if they lived millions of years or more, what did that matter if it was never for yourself? While the comment struck a chord with me, it also gave me more fuel for the fire I was trying to build. nOvelb1n
"Sure, you live till the end of time, but what have you accomplished for yourself?" I asked, and Galliadra scoffed at me.
"How can you ask such an arrogant question? I have helped conquer entire galaxies! I have watched the rise and fall of countless races, causing many of the downfalls myself!" She growled, but I could tell I was starting to get under her skin, and it was my turn to scoff.
"Your sister wasn't weak. She found strength in choosing her own path, in breaking free from Tiamat's control," I insisted, my words cutting through the heated atmosphere. "I believe there's more to you as well, beneath the layers of loyalty forced upon you."
Galliadra clenched her fists, visibly torn between the ingrained loyalty to her mother and the unsettling realization that there might be another way.
"I've seen what true individuality can bring – love, connection, a life of your own choosing. It's not weakness; it's strength. I've witnessed it in Calishora, and I'm convinced it's not too late for you," I urged, my tone softening.
Her gaze faltered, a flicker of doubt crossing her features. Octavia's voice echoed in my mind, urging caution but acknowledging the potential breakthrough in our conversation.
"You can be free from Tiamat's grip, Galliadra. You don't have to be a pawn in her cosmic game. Choose your own destiny, and I promise, you won't regret it," I continued, my words a mix of sincerity and determination.
For a moment, the room held its breath, the weight of our words hanging in the air. Then, Galliadra took a step back, her eyes narrowing once again, but this time with a different kind of focus.
"I will not be swayed by your words, Daniel," she declared, her voice regaining its cold edge. "I am a daughter of Tiamat, and my loyalty to her is unshakeable."
I sighed inwardly, recognizing the limits of my influence at this moment. The spark of doubt I had seen in her eyes was there, but it was not enough to overcome the deep-rooted loyalty instilled by eons of servitude.
"Very well, Galliadra. If you choose to continue down this path, then I will just have to beat freedom into you!" I yelled and burst forward as Galliadra started to transform.