Devil's creations

"You called for me, my lord?" Ronald said, entering a room full of royalty and security team, along with the prime minister and the president of the country.

The magical artifact sat comfortably in the middle of the table inside the high-tech laser equipment. One touch, and the robber's hand would cut off.

"Yes. Do have a seat." He said, gesturing to the seat beside the head of security, two seats away from himself on the right.

"As you can see, there hasbeen unknown casualties and calamities all over the country and the neighboring country is suffering too. Reports have just arrived and I want you all to go through it briefly." The king said and paused for a moment to let them all read through the bunch of papers.

Ronald opened his own file from in front of him and began skimming through the letters and the picture proofs attached beside them.

Landslide, upside down.

Mysterious deaths, no physical symptoms seen.