Pablo snapped his fingers and disappeared from the basement.
Draxus and the puppet king, Jamal, were left alone in the chamber.
Draxus looked at the fake King.
The king had his head down. He was still scared.
"Why are you so terrified? You were confident for all this while." Draxus asked.
"It was because of my Master, sir Damascus. I was sure of his strength. Never once did I think he could die."
"I see. So when he died in front of you just now you lost all your reasoning and surrendered." Draxus understood the fake King's reason for fear.
"Yes. You got yourself a good companion."
"Yeah. Now shut up. I don't want to talk to you."
Jamal stopped talking and Draxus said nothing as well.
Meanwhile, Pablo appeared in the Forsaken Village.
He teleported where the Demon came to life and scanned the area.
In just a second, he found what he was looking for.
