I saw half of the hooded robed figures then dragged Thalor away whilst the rest of them just dispersed.
I then addressed Morrigan, "It's fine… So long as he or someone like him isn't in charge, everything's fine."
"Yes… Unfortunately, whenever someone takes the top most position, they are inflicted with a curse that eats away at their minds, slowly turning them insane. We'll sort him out soon and he'll return to his old self once again."
"And… What is his old self?" I asked sceptically as I raised my brow.
"Well, not as deceiving as before. He has been in that seat for tens of thousands of years now. And as a Chronomancer, he's done his best, but sometimes he just gets sent over the edge when his brain is overloaded, and that incessant curse starts to infect him fast like a parasite."
"What… Exactly does this curse do?"