In the poorly lit room, he saw silhouettes of persons on the elevated desk. It looked like a courtroom for convicting the criminals. His arms were weary with the heavy chains that held them.
Lumiel was confused as to what was happening. Questioning himself and the persons that he was looking at.
"Do you think he will become the mass murderer?" said a female voice. Slightly aged but not yet in the forties.
"Can we stop him if he will kill us all?" asked another old man's voice.
"We can, we have Kaito with us. He can stop the Dark Lord if he wants to," said another elderly.
"You! What is your name?" asked the one in the middle.
"I am Lumiel Cryhearth," Lumiel responded.
"Lumiel Cryhearth, you are sentenced to death. Your execution will be held tomorrow morning. Any last wish?" he said in a resonating voice.
"What? Why?" he asked.
