A Rune

"What are you up to now?" Devas chided, not liking the smirk currently on the merman's face. He was sure that this cunning merman was planning something devious behind those suspicious smiles of his. Still, he was also aware that Polo wouldn't give out a meaningless trial even if it was dangerous and deadly. He always had a valid reason for everything he did.

"How about I let you two enter her dream so both of you can help her out? However, you two should swap your appearances, my dear friend," Polo stated his condition. 

"You, Devas, will be using the King's face, while the King will use your face inside her dream. None of you will be allowed to say a word about this to her, or else the three of you will be permanently imprisoned inside the thousand dreams."

Deva's jaw dropped as he gasped, "Are you kidding me right now? Is that a sick trick, Polo?"