The Interrogation Begins

Though the possibility existed, Justin had not expected the mage to still be alive. The curse had little offensive power, but shock alone could have been fatal.

"It seems my spell was powerful enough after all. Normally, they would have woken up by now."

The Mage lay motionless, completely unconscious. Even after Justin roughly flipped him over and gave him a few taps, there was no response. It was clear that no matter what they did, the Mage wouldn't wake up until he recovered on his own.

"What should we do, boss?" Derek asked, approaching Justin with a slightly puzzled expression. They hadn't expected to capture a prisoner.

"Should we just finish him off while he's still asleep? One hit to the head, and it'll be quick—"

"No. Let's take him with us," Justin cut him off.

"Huh?"

"This guy's from another territory. We need to interrogate him and figure out where he's from."