“What!” Four roared loudly as she got on her feet.

“That’s impossible!” Three was already on his feet with one arm burning with flames.

“I saw it with my own eyes. I saw him take Deimog down before I left.” The messenger replied. “He killed Deimog with his bare hands.”

“First it was Zavok, now Deimog and Pheimog?” Then she faced Two snarling, “You must be grinning with pride since you created him.”

However, Two remained calm in his seat. “I did not create him, I attacked and killed him. I bear no connection to anyone or anything that threatens the will of our master.”