Phantom Hollow A Shadow's Mirror

Cry's ears, though the flashed to face behind him, did not flatten. He would not be deterred. Nor would he give Slade the pleasure of seeing his 'failed' prodigy suffer intimidation. He was better than that, and both he and the Nightmare King knew such.

"What is it you would have me do, Slade?"

Simple. To the point. If Slade was incapable of being pleased by any other means, then he would seek out a healer on his own. Otherwise, this meeting was both the waste of time, and the shatter of an allied tie.

"What do you want?"