"Since Your Majesty has made your choice, let us return to the matter of Medivh! In my experience, if your friend wasn't like this from the beginning, then some powerful being must have possessed him!" Rich said with certainty.
"How could that be!" Lothar and Llane exclaimed, their faces paling.
"This is perfectly normal. In the worlds we've experienced, there have been cases of souls being controlled, so there's no need to be surprised." Rich's expression grew solemn as well.
"Is there any way to save Medivh?" Llane asked anxiously.
"There is, but we'll have to see him in person first. You said he left an hourglass when he departed. It seems to be a sign of something. Another evil creature must be plotting some scheme." A fierce look flashed across Rich's face.
"Medivh usually practices magic in Karazhan, but Karazhan is a Magic Tower that holds the immense magical power of generations of Guardians. And Medivh himself has enough power to destroy the kingdom single-handedly. Capturing him won't be easy." Lothar frowned.
"There's no need to worry, Your Majesty. Those lurking in the shadows will eventually reveal themselves. We need only lie in wait. Sooner or later, they'll show their true colors. As long as we make our own preparations, we can give them a great surprise when the time comes." An amused smile tugged at Rich's lips. These creatures who skulked about always thought they could control everything, never realizing that those with true power stood openly and proudly, fearing nothing.
Rich's confidence reassured Lothar and Llane somewhat. "Then we'll leave everything in your capable hands, Grand Revered One. Lothar and I will return to the Royal Palace for now and make preparations for whatever changes may come."
"Please wait, Your Majesty." Rich stopped Llane and Lothar just