Orpal had moved Raaz from the chair to a table now that the chains were no longer necessary. Not after he had torn his father's arms and legs to shreds to suck the lifeblood from them.
"Otherwise, he would already be here." The Dead King smiled while looking into Raaz's eyes.
They were veiled with tears, without any trace of his earlier defiance. He looked like an animal begging to be put out of its misery.
"Don't get me wrong, this is great news to me, Dad. It means that when I take the next member of the family and make them my plaything, Leech will have no clue where to find them.
"The problem is who do I start from? I would say Tista, but I'm not much into scales-" Suddenly, the room went dark.
The sun disappeared, the lights in the room turned off, and every one of his attempts at conjuring a mystical light failed, even when using Spirit Magic.
