Meanwhile...
"The kingdom has received some new threats."
"Elaborate on what you mean?" Diablo said to the middle aged man that was seated opposite him on a round grooved table, his fingers tapping the wooden table in a slow and calculated rhythm.
"There have been breaches in the city's protective boundaries which is something new. I suspect that we maybe under attack by not yet identified personals." The man replied, referring to the protective magical boundaries that surrounded the kingdom's capital.
"And what do you think we should do to act on this, uncle?" Diablo asked, his voice booming with the authority of a ruler.
"We have already sent out a team of our most elite spies to check out the root cause of the problem and they will possibly return at dawn with a positive answer." He replied as he appreciated his nephew's behavior towards the situation and he was now certain that he could make a fine king one day, on that will serve and protect this kingdom.
