Ian could remember his mother's pain, all the humiliation she had to go through, and whenever he recalled the sight of his mother's last moment, anger spark. A deep rage crawl like a poisonous snake deep through his heart.
"I am," Ian answered, tendering her a smile but somewhere Elise could see that his smile wasn't entirely joyful and she could understand his reason. "I only had some nostalgic memories running in my mind now. Some which are good and some which would always compel my anger. Do you know what the dark sorcerer wanted was to bring back the dead to living?" He then asked her.
Elise who heard his question blinked and she hurried to ask, "Will you work with the dark sorcerer to bring back your mother?"
