"I promise you she or 'you' will be taken care of which ever you decide.  If you deny it...I'll just fuck both of you over.  Either way is fine with me, but if you are so intent on not hearing me out then so be it."  Silven said for a moment and looked around for a moment seeking something in the wood side.<br/><br/>"You know as well as I do of the assualt by the demons and you know as well as I do the divisons between our clans.  I what I offer now is you or your sister's freedom.  In exchange for the other....I want the head of a particularly powerful demon residing in the Netherstorm at the moment.  The magics in his body will provide enough mana to jump start a second dimensional rift sealer, which I am currently constructing.  This one however as I've learned from my previous mistakes will only respond to Fel Magics.  So you need not worry over your sisters safety in said manner."  Silven finished and slowly leaned back into the saddle of his mount.<br/><br/>"What do you choose?  The mission is suicide if you go alone I'll say that and most likely suicide anyway.  "Besides what choice do you have at the moment to trust me or not.  You can either trust me and do as I ask or let your sister do it, or you can not trust me and I can do as I please with the spoils of war i.e. you and your sister or you can try to make a daring escape after you think you've tricked me, but oh wait I have your weapons and will obviously wrap my hands around your sweet sisters skull with my most powerful spell armed before making that trade off as a safety pre-caution."  Silven said boredly knowing he was holding all of the cards at the moment.<br/><br/>"Though I could extend out to you a fourth option.  Which I doubt you would enjoy in the least of bit; especially with your aversion to men."