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"What happened to my son?" Vorgath glowered, his golden eyes smoldering with rage that turned a deep, ominous red. "How did this happen, Selene?" His voice was a low growl as he turned his furious gaze to the woman who seemed to have lost all light in her eyes, a mere shadow of her former self.
"Please… Please help me, Vorgath," she sobbed, collapsing to her knees, her spirit shattered.
Vorgath stepped forward, his hand reaching out to grasp her arm midway, halting her descent into despair. "You don't have to kneel to ask me for anything, Selene," he groaned, his tone softening slightly as he struggled to mask his anguish. He removed the robe covering Silverstein's frail body, revealing a tapestry of bruises and lacerations that marred his skin.
"He's dying… He's dying, Vorgath," she sniffled, her voice a pitiful whisper that echoed the dread in her heart.
