Finally, Erik sighed as he stared at Frostfang, a man he didn't like, but still felt respect for.
He gave his mother's most powerful student a choice, "Now, I give you a choice. You see, for the longest time I've been planning on taking an arm in retribution for what you did to Elora, but I don't want to do that anymore. You need that arm to protect the Enclave while I'm away."
Although he still didn't feel particularly connected to his mother's Enclave, he did at least see it as one of his assets. An asset that could come to be useful in time. Plus, Viljar would likely remain behind, and Erik wanted his uncle protected.
"But," he suddenly grinned a little sadistically. "that argument only holds up for so long as you actually continue protecting the Enclave, and if you want to keep doing that, I require some things from you. If you refuse, I'll take your arm, and tell the Enclave that you tried to kill me because you don't want Runa to return and take power away from you."
