"Maria Svesta, you are left with no choice in this matter. Your king is no more, your son has perished, and the majority of your nobility are being twisted into abominations!" Asura grinned, his voice stern and powerful, causing her lips to tremble.
The threat to her kingdom was more than just a mere danger, and one catastrophe loomed. She became stunned, feeling Asura's strong desire, yet Maria could only tremble on the ground beyond the orc threat.
Maria realised that this man was far worse a threat to her kingdom than the cultists! "My.... son? He is dead... you lie! You must be lying!" Like a wench losing her last coin, Maria called out, her eyes filling with watery tears.
Pah!
