"No," Yun-Jin replied. "He had this small blue creature with him, constantly hurling insults at me. She's out cold as well. I gave him a chance to surrender and accept being thrown in jail, but he refused. So, we're at this impasse now. What should I do?"
The voice on the other end of the line paused, considering the situation before responding. "Have him chained in the D Block prison," it instructed with an authoritative tone.
"The Games are starting in about a week for the Arena of Life. He can attempt to fight for his life there. Also, ensure his small creature stays with him for the time being and have him closely monitored. And of course, put the Black Stone on his wrist to prevent any potential damage he might cause. See to it that he receives the necessary medical attention."
"Right, I will see to it, sir," Yun-Jin affirmed, ready to comply with the orders. However, a practical concern crossed her mind. "What about the rest of my patrol duty?"
"This takes full priority," the voice replied, decisively. "I'll send a Sergeant to cover your post for the rest of the day."
"Right, thank you, Sir," Yun-Jin acknowledged, her tone reflecting a mix of relief and respect. Then, adding a personal note, she asked, "Konchi and Rice for dinner?"
"Of course, the same as always," the voice on the other end confirmed, a hint of routine familiarity in its tone.
The call ended with a click, and Yun-Jin sighed, her gaze shifting to Ty's unconscious form. "I gotta carry him now?" she muttered to herself, a hint of exasperation in her voice as she contemplated the logistical challenge ahead.
(- A few hours later -)
"I am, in fact, not a demon," Ty insisted, standing up despite his hands still being bound by the black stone. "I'm just a normal human who woke up in a field and got attacked by a random lady in armor."
The old man, stroking his beard thoughtfully, looked at Ty with a skeptical eye. "Well then, go ahead and use your magic. If you aren't a demon, you should be able to. Plus, you have blue eyes, so why would you even be accused of being from the demon clan? Really full of mysteries, yes?"
Ty touched his face, a hint of surprise in his voice. "Huh, I actually didn't know what my eye color was. I've only been here a short while." He then extended his hands, focusing intently on them. He tried to summon the black flames he had conjured before, but nothing happened.
"Huh, it's not working," Ty remarked, a mixture of confusion and frustration evident in his tone. Internally, he wrestled with a perplexing thought: If he was still wearing the bones of the Demon King's general, did that somehow make him a demon, albeit with human flesh?
His introspection was abruptly interrupted by a familiar, small voice shrieking, "Where am I?!" This was followed by the sounds of struggle and a sudden burst of water that hit Ty in the back of the head. The source was the blue fairy, now also bound with black stone restraints. "Where are we, and where is that pompous strawberry head?" she demanded, her voice tinged with panic and annoyance.
"I have no idea," Ty replied, still trying to orient himself after just waking up. "Did you really need to shoot me with water, though?"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to do that," the blue fairy said, sounding apologetic. "I was just trying to get these annoying stones off my hands. I did it instinctively."
"Huh, so you can use your water powers even with those on," Ty observed, a note of curiosity in his voice.
As he pondered over their predicament, an idea struck him. Speaking aloud, he uttered the word, "Reiesencia." To his and the blue fairy's surprise, his hands ignited in flames for a brief moment before the fire slowly died out. The old man in the corner watched, visibly shocked, as Ty's eyes shimmered red for a fleeting second as he spoke the incantation.