The rumbles of heavy footsteps came from the corridor. Reona ignored them all and lashed the seeker. The man screamed.
"Please, please stop it."
He pleaded.
"Why do you kill the pixies? Don't you know that you are going to ruin what the gods made?"
Reona gave him a chance to take a breath. His eyes shifted on Hector, the young prince was peering at the doorway.
"Don't you be a concern! No one is permitted to stand against the gods."
Reona answered the thoughts in his brain.
"Master, make him speak." Hector wished, they needed just a few more words to put the minister under press machine and extract their desire. He was already resented by the intention behind this plot.
"Did you hear what he said, speak, and may gods give you another chance to live and retrieve what you had done!"
"Mr. Baban said that I don't leave them alive, we need the pixie dust too."
"What is the use of the cores you find?"
