Aric slowly opened his eyes, feeling the warmth of the morning sun on his face. As his vision cleared, he found himself face to face with Dhazam, a wise and powerful sorcerer. Aric struggled against the magical ropes that still bound him, his eyes filled with determination.
Dhazam regarded Aric with a mix of curiosity and concern. "Aric Stormrider, you have chosen the path of loyalty to your master, the evil wizard king. But I implore you, do not make the same mistake as your brother. There is darkness in the path you follow."
Aric's eyes narrowed, his voice resolute. "My loyalty lies with my master, and I will serve him faithfully. I know the consequences, but I cannot betray the trust bestowed upon me."
Dhazam sighed, his voice laced with sadness. "Your devotion is commendable, Aric, but I fear your master's intentions are misguided. He seeks to harness the power of Vasilus, but his actions may bring chaos and destruction to this realm."
