Prince Lazaar's manor.

"How is your brother doing?" Half of Prince Lazaar's body was concealed within the shadows, while his eyes were shimmering with an indecisive gleam under the light of the lamps.

"They locked him up in the Fander Royal Prison. I wanted to go in with him to look after him, but they forced me out," Lana said with her head lowered, and her eyes were still a little red.

"How are his injuries?" Prince Lazaar asked.

"He's sustained extremely severe magic injuries. If they're not treated in time, there are most likely going to be permanent after-effects," Lana replied with a concerned expression as tears began to well up in her eyes again. "And his face..."

"We can only hope that he'll survive this ordeal," Prince Lazaar sighed. "He's a tough young man. If he's disfigured, then so be it, it's not like he relies on his appearance for his livelihood anyway."

"But with such severe injuries and no one to look after him in prison, his condition is only going to worsen over time," Lana said in a frantic voice.

"Whoever it is that did this to your brother, I'm going to find them and repay the favor a hundredfold!" Prince Lazaar said in a hateful voice.

"Who could've possibly poisoned him? With his powers, he would've definitely been able to detect the majority of mind-altering substances," Lana said with...