Meanwhile....
Inside the King's chamber, Horus was sitting on his throne, glaring at the blank wall before him. A gigantic snake, was rolled around his wrist, with its head facing towards the man standing before Horus.
"But your highness! I saw with my own eyes. The Orfea enchantress had died. How can a child survive such massive fire on its own?"
"You were careless Augus! You did not keep a check after I poisoned Orfea! Somebody must have saved the child. Otherwise, how was she standing alive in front of my eyes?" Horus looked at his sword in disgust. "No wonder this weapon is of no different from others! It is not even made from the ashes of the young enchantress and elder enchantress's ashes are of no use to me!!!"
Horus threw away his sword in anger, almost hitting Augus's face. Augus looked at the King in fear. "Give me one more chance your highness. This time I shall not fail."
