I stood fearlessly before Morgath, the great sorcerer of dark magic. I was not sure of what I was feeling was fear or determination, but one thing I knew was that I won't be backing out until I achieve revenge. The cave had poor lighting; the lights were too dim to even see the face of the one you would interact with in the cave. Everywhere was strangely quiet with the only sound heard been the echoes of dripping water. The air inside the cave was damp, filled with the smell of ancient spells. Morgath leaned backwards on whatever he was sitting in, his eyes focused on me.
“I’ve come, oh great Morgath to seek for your service,” I said with all the boldness I could muster. “Jaxon has abandoned me, ditching me for a lowlife, an insignificant Omega, and right now, all his attention is on Lio
