“What!?” You say, not believing what you just heard. “Yes!” Says Sarina. “From what you’ve told me, your people are in desperate need of our help. You are constantly at war with each other, judge each other based on such petty things like wealth or race, and are the verge of destroying yourselves! And that’s just the tip of it, who knows how many other problems you humans have! Once we have taken control, both of our species will be better off.”
“You don’t understand.” You say. “The governments of the world aren’t going to just hand over control, and your people wouldn’t stand a chance against us in a fight.” “Why not?” Asks Sarina, sounding offended.
“For starters, your people are only on this one island, so your population can’t be very big.” “It was 572 at last count.” Says Sarina. “Well, humans are numbered in the trillions, all across the world.” You say. “Not to mention, your kinds’ best weapons consist of spears and bows. Humans have infinitely more advanced weapons that can kill from very far away. You wouldn’t stand a chance.”
Sarina smirked. “But we have something your kind doesn’t, and that is magic.” “Magic?” You question. “Yes. I could cast a spell to make everyone of the island grow to gigantic size, like myself, and we can simply walk across the sea to this land of yours. Then, your kind wouldn’t dare fight us. Of course, we wouldn’t actually hurt anyone. We would have you as our ambassador. You could explain the situation to your people, and that we are assuming control for their own good, that we want to help them. SO, will you help us? For the good of both our kinds?”
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