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"The things you've done are unforgivable." I said with a serious tone of voice. "But there might be even worse things that might happen to this Kingdom in the future. And what you say right now, could help us stop them from happening, Lord Magica. Could you please, perhaps to redeem yourself a bit, tell us about the Cult? Anything you know?"
"Urgh…" Magica groaned, half his body was already turned into ashes. "I joined the cult in my darkest times, when there was nobody else for me. They appeared, amidst the shadows, while I studied in the Magician Guild's Tower… They said that no matter my talent… I could grow stronger by harnessing Miasma and Nether, the Dark Arts of Corruption and Necromancy."