"It seems to me you had fun."
Lanesha's voice echoed out in the grand hall, she was seated at her throne, which was apparently glowing now.
Azmakul kneeled before her, close. He did not raise his head as he waited for her to continue.
"Filling his head with those things will cause it to malfunction."
She never looked down at her loyal subject, her caretaker. Her gaze was still directed at the empty abyss above her, her castle was so grand the ceiling couldn't be seen by normal means.
"I believe it will be a good experience. And a good lesson."
Azmakul spoke, his body did not move, neither did the weird mask on his mask, yet his voice resounded from all directions. Every crevice in this forgotten place.
"Haha."
Lanesha let out a chuckle, finally lowering her head, she put her chin on her hands, and stared straight at Azmakul.
"You are excited, why?"
"... I did not know."
"No, you did. Elaborate."
