The head mage's regal eyes glowed as she silently relayed the news to the Emperor through a magical link. Meanwhile, Vellok's brow furrowed in thought before he spoke again.
"Where did the creatures that emerged from these... placentas... go?"
Gurnak's expression turned grim. "The guards collapsed and died shortly after complaining of stomach pains. They were in the bathroom when it happened."
"Which means..." Vellok's voice trailed off, realization hitting him like a hammer. "The creatures are now in the underground network—with the Ratmen. Gurnak, what have you done?"
The chamber fell into an uneasy silence, the weight of Vellok's words pressing down on Gurnak. The goblin tower master stood frozen, his mind racing. He had been so focused on studying the guards' bodies that he hadn't fully considered the consequences of what might have already emerged from them.
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