"James, I don't trust Draven. Why did you give him the immortal stone? You should have shown it to me first," Alison stated, her voice filled with concern.
James, clearly exasperated, retorted, "Mother! What would you do with it? You can't hold it; Father couldn't hold it. You've lost your magical power, and touching it would burn your hand in an instant."
Alison's brows furrowed in frustration, her concern deepening. "You're so ungrateful, James. Do you realize everything I've sacrificed for you?"
James, his irritation evident, met his mother's gaze with unwavering resolve. "Are you saying it's all for me? No, Mother, you're wrong. You lost your magic because of your own mistakes, not mine. You couldn't even kill him. But anyway, I now possess the immortal stone."
