Chapter 20: Regrouping

The dwarf, Thorin, did not know why Alec had saved him. It was a strange thing to do. After all, Alec would not have wasted so much mana, if there was a way to save just himself.

Thorin could already figure out that he was a bargaining chip, but he did not say a word. No, as soon as Alec collapsed next to him, Thorin took out his bottomless bag, and then began to take potion bottle after potion bottle.

"That darn nymph," Alec said, as he tried to catch his breath. "He knows how to make something toxic. But I got him good, the darn sucker."

Thorin nodded. The poison, for the dagger had been coated with it, would deliver the nymph to them. Not only that, but the man would just jump on the block, and let his head fall off.

Mind magic was forbidden, but the king did not care what his organ harvesters got down to.

No, the only thing he cared about was that they got the organs he needed. Needed, just so that he could live forever.