Waves in the crowd

[Damien]

Damien smiled again. At least the Ascendancy didn't mince his words, smooth as they were. Why, they might even get along in time. "No,"
he said simply.

"A tempting offer, but contrary to popular belief, I don't rule Mexico. I freed it from the chains of the cartels,"
he shook his head as if he were genuinely disappointed that he couldn't become Ascendancy's puppet. "I don't intend to fight your wars for you. Who would the United States attack first if they decided to oppose you?"


"However, I didn't come here to reject your offers and show how grand I am,
" his lips twitched at that in self-depreciation. "I don't want your troops, only to reach an understanding."


"I can promise that Mexico and South America retain a healthy respect for the Custody. Free trade and the benefits and opportunities that peace and stability will provide. In any conflicts that arise, I can ensure neutrality."


"All I ask in return is to allow me to purge the corruption unmolested,
" he smiled, his expression chilly. "It costs you nothing, and if by chance I fail? You can capitalise on the damage I cause and finish my job."