While Adrian thought of ways to deal with the tribe without depending on the Minotaur's heart, a familiar face appeared before him.
"Milka, my son, what did you do to him!? Where is he!?" Suhi yelled, breaking from the crowd.
Adrian could have given him a straight answer, but not anymore. He was going to toy with them, just like they had played with the heroes.
"What do you mean, Dad?" Adrian replied in his altered voice to replicate Milka's. "I'm here, right in front of you! I never left our tribe. At the moment, I'm just hanging out with the slimes, feeding myself to them. But don't worry; soon, you'll be joining me."
"You bastard! How could you!?" Suhi's voice trembled with anguish as he cried for Milka, even though he knew his son wasn't returning to him. "You will never know peace! This is a father's curse-"
