"Crotoneans, speak up! Let's hear how much you want to bleed Dionysia dry!"Amyntas, Scombras, and the other elders shouted in anger, their earlier guilt now turning into shared fury.
Lysias glanced at Davos. This young man is not to be underestimated…
He cleared his throat and, keeping a calm face, declared loudly:"The Crotone Alliance and Crimisa demand that Dionysia pay five hundred talents in compensation to Crimisa, for the great losses it suffered in this battle—"
"What?! Five hundred talents?! Are you mad for gold?!" Melses roared.
Ignoring the interruption, Lysias continued, "Secondly, to prevent Dionysia's aggression from threatening neighboring city-states again, we demand that Dionysia dissolve its alliance, grant independence to Amendolara and Niutum, and abolish the league entirely!"
"What?! Did I hear that right? What gives Crotone the right to tell us what to do?!"
"We will never agree! This is an insult to Dionysia!"
