"Are you saying that the Masters do not truly control your people?" asked Daphne with a bit of surprise. "You are letting them use your people to fight their battles?"
He waved his paw-like hand dismissively, growling. He choose not to answer.
"If that'sss trrrue, why do you fight usss?" she asked, touching her chest. "We can help you, help you essscape theirrr contrrrol. Why fight yourrr own kind?" Tr'Lawsh hated to admit it, but there was a part of her that wanted reunification. Perhaps too much blood had already been spilled, but she had to try one last time.
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