Chapter 85: Sightless Bird
"Basla, you said nothing would go wrong! You guaranteed it!" Poia said. The meeting had ended not long ago, but she had already headed over to the Lowat tribe to confront Basla.
Basla looked at her with crossed arms. He didn’t have anything to fear even if Poia was angry. They were in his territory, surrounded by his loyal warriors, after all.
"Well, something did go wrong. What do you want me to do about it?" He asked shamelessly.
"...!" Poia was stunned at how little Basla cared.
"An apology for starters. Then I want your men to never set foot in my tunnels again."
"An apology? Sure. I’m sorry your daughter lost her arm," Basla said without a hint of sincerity.
"But you want my men to vacate your tunnels? Have you forgotten what you agreed to?"
"I agreed to help your men get away undetected before you told me about kidnapping Tair. And I only agreed because you guaranteed no one would figure it out." Poia glared at Basla with her arms crossed.
Basla shrugged with his palms facing upward.
"Well, there’s nothing we can do about that now, is there? Neither of us can travel to the best and fix our mistakes. So...we’ll just have to live with them, don’t we, Poia?" Basla smiled, sending chills down her spine.
It wasn’t just her daughter’s injuries she had to live with. Poia had to live with the deal she had struck with the Lowat tribe. The moment they were exposed to the rest of the tribes, it wasn’t just the Lowat tribe that would suffer.