"Have you found them yet?"

Wally looked at his knights who looked terrified. They had not found you. The one accused of being a witch who cursed Wally with a werewolf curse. It affects him almost every night. This was infuriating.

"Get out there, find them, and bring them here. I need a cure."

The guards bow and scramble out to find you. Wally sighs.

"I will go out myself if they fail again. I need that cure... I need it. I can't keep going through this every night."

He was desperate.