'Good thing Xiu filled my space ring with so many healing potions.'
Aegon had the three perpetrators healed and brought inside the Aerial Council. There, they were forced onto their knees while Aegon and Elara sat comfortably on chairs before them.
Kaelis was standing on his left along with the others, refusing to sit at the same status as him. His shadows had already returned to their original positions, but even from there, they controlled the three individuals.
Glancing at Kaelis, whose face gave away no emotions, Aegon asked, "Was there anyone else?"
"Not that I remember," Kaelis shook his head. "They're the handlers. I wouldn't know if there are more."
"So, now the question is for you guys." Aegon turned towards the perpetrators. "I'm honestly not fond of torture or anything, so how about you spill out everything?"
"Go to hell!" the one-armed man spat out.
