"I fai-failed?" Draxus' hands trembled. He cut off his two fingers and yet Pablo said he failed. Why?
"Why, Czar? Why did I fail? What did I do wrong? I did everything you said." Draxus asked. He pleaded for answers. That was unfair to him.
Pablo, however, said nothing. He just peered in Draxus' eyes.
"What do you want now, Czar? What else should I do to pass? Just how miserable do you want me to be before taking me with you? Tell me, Czar." Draxus pleaded but Pablo still said nothing.
"I am on my knees, Czar. Don't do this to me. My father was beheaded in front of everyone. Help me. I still get nightmares of that day. My father comes in my dreams and tells me to grab the throne. Help me in my revenge, Czar. Help me and I will kill the entire world for you! Help me and I wil-"
"You passed."
"Huh?"
"You passed." Pablo said again.
"I did?" Draxus couldn't believe it.
