As Lord Information struggled to stay conscious, Michael's words filled the air with a chilling truth that sent shivers down his spine. His bloodied hands trembled as he tried to comprehend the depth of the Dark Lord's manipulation.
"You see, Lord Information, I have a voice inside my head. It's never wrong. Every time I saw you, the voice warned me not to trust this elf," Michael calmly explained, his eyes fixed on Lord Information's pained expression.
"That's why I left some of my friends inside your office to keep an eye on you. So, I wasn't surprised when you decided to bring the map containing the location of the god killing arrows to Noah. If you had given me the map, you wouldn't be here, and I wouldn't be here," Michael continued, his voice unwavering despite the gravity of the situation.
