Questions

I appeared in the hall and saw all the council members looking at me, and I was about to open my eyes and fell on the lord of glass floating amidst broken glass.

"Lord of glass, what happened to you?" I asked, seeing his translucent figure; I had some inkling, but I did not dare to even think about it. If that turns out to be true, then we will face huge consequences in the war.

"I am dead, Micheal; this is my soul talking to you," replied lord of glass, turning the terrifying throught I had into the truth. 

I did not want to accept it, especially about the lord of glass. He is very hard to kill, even among the Grand Lords, due to his grand art.

"How?" I asked a couple of seconds later when I was finally able to connect myself to reality from the denial. "The Grimms killed me," he replied, which is the obvious answer. I am who would kill a Grand Lord; though there are some who died in ruins and cosmos, they are a minority.