Bradley undid the spell on Rufus but maintained it on everyone else. "You can make the same decision Morgan Montgomery made all those years ago. If she had not, there would be no Montgomery today. It is called a sacrifice for the greater good of others."
"I would rather die." Rufus said.
Bradley looked up and laughed, his voice bellowed like a raging storm, shaking the walls of the tower. It told of the great strength he possessed which he had grown over the many years he had lived.
"You are nothing Rufus, you do not even have a quarter of Zephyra's strength. You Saxon's have fallen below what your ancestors could have ever expected. Take my hand and your lineage will return to the top." Bradley whispered.
None of the Saxon's could move or talk, but they all had just one answer, 'no.' They would rather die than become agents of evil.
