"I am sorry Allias, I am really sorry about what happened to Mark but listen to me. Maybe, I think, we can fix this." Theseus whispered in his ear.
After he had heard these words the elf king crumbled, lost in despair. How would they ever bring a human back from the dead? It was impossible and if there was a way it would simply go against the laws of nature; the balance would be lost. No one knew what could happen to Mark if he did return. Theseus had helped him up and led him carefully to the meeting room where he invited Asmodeus too.
After his outbreak it was as if the shinning king had lost his voice, his blank was stare and the only thing he could do was ask Ea with tears in his eyes to bring Mark's body inside. The whole palace was restless, their king looked like he had been struck by an insufferable illness. There was nothing that could help him. As they sat around the table, the three men Theseus was the only one who looked truly alive.
