So, what say you, Lord Balmeister… why did you do it?!"
Lord General Balmeister froze to his feet, rigid as a stone. From hence forth, he knew his fate was not for his own discretion to design. His fate was sealed the moment he set foot on the city upon his return, nay, it was long before that as if preordained by a higher entity. Truly, it was sealed indeed, and the key was in possession of none other than the boy he despised.
