Oberon squinted his eyes in suspicion.
'This feels wrong,' he thought to himself.
"I know this came as.. a surprise," Aegis coughed, and held his chest, "you should know, I am sorry."
"This feels wrong. What do you have up your sleeve now?"
He shook his head slowly, "What could I possibly be thinking of?" He turned his head to look at him.
Oberon straightened his head, "Make him sit up."
Two of them, walked to Aegis and helped him with on the floor.
"Aegis what do you want?"
He shook his head slowly, "No, I do not.." he groaned lowly, his face contorting with pain, "I.." he stopped talking, as he writhed in pain.
Oberon watched with a disinterested look in his eyes, "tch."
"Take them to the Crimson Den," he ordered.
They took Aegis's guards one by one to the Crimson Den, leaving Aegis behind.
