Just as Jerouch found the worm in Gael's body that was puppeteering him, he straight away crushed it with his hands, zapping with lightning.
At that same time when the worm died though, in another location, a silhouette suddenly sprang their eyes open.
''The worm I sent to that place had been killed.'' The hooded silhouette muttered in a dead tone, the surroundings being darker than the night itself.
''Huh?'' Another hooded silhouette furrowed his eyes in puzzlement, wondering if he heard correctly.
''Could it be that the royals have decided to butt in?'' The puzzled silhouette asked, his voice sounding raspy.
''They wouldn't dare, not unless they wanted the absolute decimation of their kingdom.'' The silhouette that noticed the death of the worm retorted in an impassive tone.
The other silhouette nodded in agreement. However, his eyes still arched, trying to reason something.
