NARRATOR

The Beastmen King had ordered the spell to be moved to another part of the palace.

His heart pounded with excitement.

He had seen up close the immense power trapped beneath the ice.

Those two vampires had come to "steal" energy, only to leave in a rush and keep following Edmund’s plans.

The lion was eager to try it himself and become stronger, but first, he would protect that treasure well and lock it in his private vaults.

"Watch out!" he roared, both shocked and furious, when he saw a shadow dart between his men.

The straps of the palanquin holding the frozen crystal were cut, and it rolled across the floor of the great hall, leaving a wet trail over the tiles.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Héctor growled at the lioness that had stepped in his way.

"Grab the crystal! And you’re gonna explain right now...!"

"None of my warriors has to answer to the King," said a cold voice echoing from the dark hallway, followed by a group of lionesses growling threateningly.

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