The Silent Takeover

Zorik hesitated briefly.

Judging by this person apparent lack of power, it seemed unlikely that this person could pose an immediate threat to him.

He waved for the guards to leave and instructed them to close the door.

"General, your decisiveness is commendable. I'll get straight to the point," Amalia said as she approached him. "I intend to replace Aelra, but I'll need to borrow your identity to do so."

Zorik hadn't yet grasped the implication of this person words.

Why would someone need his identity to deal with Aelra?

When it finally dawned on him that this person planned to use him as a scapegoat, a powerful divine sense suddenly pierced into his mind and doing soul search.

Zorik let out a heart-wrenching scream of pain.

He thought surely his voice would carry beyond the room.

What he didn't realize was that, before the guards had left, Amalia had already set up a soundproofing array within the room.