"Put down the King!"
The remaining Demon Hunter Guards bravely charged forward.
Then, Yege the First seemed to see the Elder in the black robe snap his fingers, "Decay Ray!"
Streaks of dark green light flashed by, and the Demon Hunters began to decay mid-charge, turning into white skeletal frames that collapsed beside him.
"What... exactly are you?"
Yege the First looked at Marska, with tears in his eyes, blood streaming down.
"Ordinary people, you will never understand the enormity and splendor of the civilization you have offended..."
The Magister Maskar chuckled, suddenly grabbed Yege the First, and the dull light in his eyes flickered.
Yege the First's expression instantly became vacant.
Then, he heard Marska's voice, "Was it your own decision to initiate the rebellion and exterminate the Rogel Royal Family, or was it someone else's suggestion?"
"It was... my own... decision!" Yege the First answered mechanically as if he were a puppet on strings.
