‘’Dylan, what do we do?” Asher panicked. Behind the high part of the ground was a dungeon door, and King Beltros himself was now standing on the raised center of the gravel. ‘’Felicity, did you catch those two i wanted?” … ‘’As you wish, Beltros.’’ She pointed to Dylan and Asher, as they sat shocked in the corner. Candle light casted a soft glow on his dark fur. For a moment Beltros looked genuinely happy as the crowd hailed him. ‘’Felicity, bring Dylan and Asher to me.’’ Beltros' personal Witch did just as he commanded; and both of them agreed to talking to the wrathful bipedal monstrosity.

‘’Felicity, this Boltcat and his Sorcerer have caused me enough trouble, if they don’t bow to me right now, I order you to kill them.’’ … She agreed to doing this, pressing a blade against Dylan’s throat. ‘’I’ll bow to you.’’ Right now it seemed as if the sorcerer had no other choice. Asher stood there shocked. You’ll do what?  He thought to himself; he didn’t imagine Dylan would ever do such a thing. Beltros praised him, as if he were a servant of evil. ‘’I only did so in behalf of my life,’’ Dylan acknowledged. ‘’See Asher,’’ Beltros taunted. ‘’I got him to bow to me, now you must.’’ Felicity then held the blade to Asher’s throat. ‘’Never!’’ Asher drew his lip back in a snarl at Dylan. ‘’Unlike him, i will die loyal.’’ Asher escaped Felicity’s grip, and hurled himself at Beltros, hissing and spitting. ‘’Let’s go!’’ Dylan shouted, breaking up a fight between Asher and Beltros. Just a minute…

Asher thought, he sunk his teeth into his Beltros’ ear, and spit out a good chunk of black fur. Felicity ran to his aid, Qwwwwww! She struck him with a painful bolt of lightning. Asher twitched for a few moments on the gravel, laying in intense pain. ‘’Noooo!” Dylan grabbed Asher in his arms, and ran out the exit. ‘’I’m ok.’’ Asher licked his electrocuted paw.

‘’Dylan, you falsely bowed to a King, you are a traitor!’’