He was returned to the throne room, but Sevrix wasn't there. Frexon went back to his place and straightened.
Atrox thought about it carefully, his eyes slightly dilated. He had just witnessed the true nature of the Borderland. This wasn't something the second layer had shown him, and that was because the people here were keeping the monsters contained.
The second and first layers were basically where the Knights were given a chance to grow and farm resources. Suddenly, Atrox wasn't so sure about his actions from before.
'Have I really messed things up?' But then his eyes flashed with anger as he recalled what the Scuffed did again. 'They killed Xan and traded slaves... aren't they harming the people they were supposed to protect?'