"And you, young man. Maybe, just maybe, there's something you can do about the darkness surrounding your soul."
"Huh?" Ju Feng exclaimed. Something about his death? There was nothing he could about it, was it? Everybody confirmed that to him.
"Don't get me wrong, you'll certainly die, but there could be a way to go about your death. I've seen it done before. If you all help out, I will tell you about it."
The king replied after seeing Ju Feng expression.
"I'll leave you now, so you can discuss this without my shadow cast over you. I'll send a guard to you in a while to show you to where you'll be staying."
The king said, as if he sensed his shock and anxiety.
They all stood as the king left the hall. Chang Chang listened to the dwarf's heavy, echoing boot tread recede until the great doors opened and shut, and they were alone.
"I don't trust him. He's hiding something."
