Miles bit his lower lip. "I'll have you know, they're rather peaceful. And...I'll admit it isn't free. But just barter a bit! Or have your minions do labor for them in exchange? They have no need for food, everyone there wears a bracelet. They keep a few people as food in each home. I can assure you, you don't need to attack..." He was clearly pleading now. "Don't hurt them. I'll do anything. I'll even become your personal slave. Or even a pet."