Keniil was stubborn and did not want to leave. "Devan! If you do not go, I will also stay."
Devan sighed and waved his hand, sending out a gust of wind as he yelled: "Go! Do not make me lose everything again!"
Keniil was sent flying out of the throne room. The doors slammed shut in front of him. Gritting his teeth, Keniil got up and glanced at the door. "Old friend, I will come back and find you one day. If your soul is still around, I can always bring you back as a lich..." After saying these words, Keniil turned and walked away. Since he was told to get the lich out, he would.
