Inside one of the rooms below the stage, Diablo sat with his arms spread on the sofa.
In front of him, was a TV where Dreamer was shown talking, with two staff members.
Diablo recalled what happened just a few moments ago and amused. "Interesting."
He saw the white light coming from Dreamer's left hand. He didn't see what caused it because of the glove but he had an idea about that.
"I need some hard proof before going further." He thought for a second and patted his knees.
"I won't get anything sitting here." He got up and walked towards the door, opening it and leaving the room.
The smile never left Diablo's face as he made a decision.
"It's time to change places."
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Dreamer now laid on the bed, one leg on top of another, while the three subordinates sat in different chairs.
"What now, my lord." Liberi said.
