"A music box? I need to take a mission where I need to destroy a music box?" Damien felt amused and angry at the same time. Was he that useless that Master Godric was sending him to a kiddie mission such as this?
"You are thinking of the small music boxes that are sold in the market, Lord Damien," said Master Godric with a smile. "However, I am not talking about those boxes. The one I am talking about is a music box created by the powers of a transcendental supernatural."
"One that has the power to kill millions with its melody the second it is played."
He paused before asking, "Have you ever imagined how the screams of those punished in hell might sound?"
"Hellish?"
His response brought a smile to Master Godric's face. With a shake of his head, he told him, "Imagine countless people trapped in a pit of fire, screaming for help and crying in pain. What do you think you will feel if a sound as similar as that is played in your ears?"
