Aric's Confession

Leo's curiosity, a constant companion on their journey, led him to pose a question that had long lingered in the back of his mind. "Aric, why were you sent here to confront Dhazam? And where are the other powerful wizards, including your master?"

Aric's gaze turned distant, as if he was peering into memories he'd rather forget. "My master, the Kind King of Wizards, rules from his grand palace, far from the dangers of Magica. He sent me here with a mission - to bring Dhazam to justice, for Dhazam has become a threat to the peace of our realm."

Victor and the others exchanged uneasy glances. The title "Kind King of Wizards" sounded benevolent, but it was clear that the situation was more complex than it seemed. It was a name they'd heard whispered in different tones throughout Magica, a name associated with both benevolence and tyranny.

Lyra's voice was soft as she probed further. "What about the other powerful wizards in your world? Are they with your master?"