"It is a ravaged war to take lives not for showing supremacy." The king commented on the news that master Gaven brought, his eyes were dim and the stillness of his room turned into chaos. His heart was heavy but something inside him screamed that his son was alive, he didn't grow up soft to shake plainly.
"The magicians attacked them, I should go your highness, the king of Abyss is wounded and his magic is weak, we must lock the gates, the rest of the table is there."
"Go Gaven, make sure that no one can open that gate again."
The dwarf put the ball of light down on the table and added, "if you pour a drop of blood on it, it is going to turn green if your sons are alive, red means one of them is gone and black means both, be safe your highness."
He had already put the spell on the glassy globe and with saying that he vanished.
