Simon smiled, a cruel, satisfied expression on his face.
"Now, you belong to me. Your strength, your knowledge, your very existence—everything you are will serve my purpose. Remember, I can feel your thoughts, and control your actions if necessary. Betrayal is not an option."
The two kings nodded their heads weakly. They were kings no more, just pawns in the demon's grand scheme.
"Good, now organise your clans. From this point on there is much to be done, you guys sure made a mess inside my dungeon. I will give you your first orders, and I expect you to fulfil your roles without fail"
"If you want to achieve success beyond your wildest imagination or fall into darkness, the choice is yours"
Leaving behind his command for the two kings, Simon turned his attention towards the one fallen on the ground.
The ogre king who was still alive but had lost consciousness.