The morning came, and Sylvester met with Bloodrain and Soulbreaker, who reported to him in his room. The two informed him about what occurred the previous night.
"You killed him? But I only asked you to look for him," Sylvester exclaimed in a hushed tone. "How did you kill him?"
"Nobody saw us," Bloodrain assured.
"The corpse was disintegrated with my soul magic, Your Holiness," Soulbreaker added proudly. "The entire guards' resting hall was put to deep sleep, so no one heard what occurred."
Sylvester sighed and shrugged as it wasn't a matter to worry about too much. "In that case, good job, Guardians. Let's go and see how the Elder Council's discussion regarding abolishment of slavery is going."
Putting his armour back on, Sylvester fixed his hair and prepared to leave. He picked sleepy Miraj up, placed him on his shoulder like a sack of rice and moved.
"What if they insist on keeping it?" Soulbreaker inquired.
