Learning Of Sir Dumblore's Whereabouts

August paused with a look of suspicion as their earlier words replayed in his head; "Wait, dealt with? What does that mean?"

Silence ensued briefly as the air grew heavier.

The clerics exchanged glances, and the older elf turned away with a scowl. "You will face judgment for your association with Dumblore. Your execution is set for dawn in two days. The goddess demands penance."

"Execution?" August barked with an incredulous tone. "You can't be serious. Let me guess—that's what you did to Dumblore too? Because he didn't align with your beliefs?"

The older elf paused with his back turned toward August. "Sir Dumblore defied our laws and meddled in forces he could not control. His fate is no concern of yours."

August leaned back against the glowing wall of his cell with a smirk. "Right, because silencing anyone who doesn't agree with you is the hallmark of justice. Real divine of you."