On the Second Law and the Curvature Engine

"Alright, I agree to this condition."

Under Leon's half-coercive, half-threatening invitation, the Jeweled One nodded, his dull voice echoing through the hall.

Fine, fine. He was only helping Leon establish a management structure, after all. He would treat it as doing so to save those imprisoned children.

Once those children were rescued, their only future would be joining Leon's administrative organization and working for him for the rest of their lives.

At least they would survive, and the spark of magecraft would remain.

After the Jeweled One agreed, the first thing he heard was the hurried pounding from the doorway. Unable to bear looking over, the old man could only quickly turn his head away...