"Have you said your piece to your leader?" I ask the four mercenaries after returning into the room for a few minutes.
The four mercenaries nod their heads satisfied with their "talk". I have Delic wheel me over to the leader who is, for the most part, incapacitated covered in bruises and cuts barely hanging on.
"Will you answer my questions now, 'leader'?"
The boy slowly nods his head grunting out a noise of agreement. I was about to look over at Michael to give him a command when I notice the four mercenaries attempting to leave the room.
"I have no use for you four anymore. You can join the rest of your mercenary band in Hell." With a swipe of my finger, I pierce their hearts with swift spear of ice rendering them dead. "Michael," I call without looking at him, "heal the kid just enough to where he can at least talk. I don't want you wasting too much of your lifeforce for trash."
