I was sitting in my office, trying to make a proper plan and figure out my next move when Asare came in. And judging by the look on his face it seems my general doesn't have any good news for me.
"Where is she?" I asked him as I leaned back on my seat.
"She's gone, left at the first sign of trouble." He answered.
"And what of Malek's son, how is he?" I kept on asking.
"He's dead, had his heart ripped out and his skull smashed to pieces. She was ad brutal as possible in other to ensure he stays dead. After all his father is genius, who's to say Malek won't have a way to bring his son back."
"How is Malek taking it, I don't such a trauma would be easy for him to bear."
"He's locked himself in his lab and thrown himself into all of his work and research. Something's broken inside of him, and I fear none of us would be able to give him the comfort that he needs. I think it's better if we leave him be, at least for now." Asare said to me.
