continued: [Because his "brand" covers so much of his body, he should be strong. But he never fights back... he gets a pounding and recluses into his dungeon-like room... you can see a few bruises on him... he doesn't completely resent his dad for it... he knows why his dad acts the way he does... Prince Daemos' age is kinda unknown, but it's most-likely over a million years old...]

more info: [he also has a red & black tail coming from the middle of his back. Every daelian has a tail, but it's always pure black or red, not both... Daelos has several red & black tentacles coming his back... on he throne he has holes. That is how he could completely control the traps. Daelos is wearing sages garments from FE:A, but it's different in many ways. it has much more armor underneath, and looks a bit different, but the basic shape is the same. It's dark red with black trim. His crown is encrusted with red jewels.]

Daelos: "Bah.... just go away! All I want is for these wrecked Altians to die! Aaaaaarrrrggg...."
(phobos is still struggling to get off the sp.ikes, but it's not working... A large crack is forming in Phrost's spear... the walls are getting dangerously close... Decay trys to take a step to Phrost, but Daelos shoots the ground in front of him with his Daelian energy) [it's like a mix of red-ish and black energy]

Phobos: "........ oh..... Gah, I all makes sense now.... I visited this world long ago... It was peaceful & such. King Dae was ruling at the time. Daelos saw me though.... I knew he was afraid of me... Now he's deathly afraid of all Altians, and wants all dead. He probably saw us as a threat that we were walking all over the Daelian race... WHICH ISN'T TRUE! DAELOS, WE WOULD NEVER HAVE HARMED YOUR KIND! ow.... grrr...." *stuggles some more*
Daelos: "You lie! I will protect my world, no matter who I have to ki.ll!"

Daelos: "SIIIIILENCE! RRAAAAAAAA!" *explodes a massive amount of energy out*
Daelos: "I don't need to listen to you or anyone else here! I'M the king and I say you DIE! I'm gong to--- ACK!"
(what is left of his face starts to turn gray and starts cracking...)
Daemos: "Dad!" ono

Daemos: "...!" *cringes*

Daelos: "AAAAAAAAHHHH!"
(he starts to turn to ash)
"D-daemos... I-i.... ..... avenge me...." *crumples to dust, leaving only his crown behind... (the dust dissapates into the air, the guards look at one another, not sure what to do next)

(Daemos looks at Jasons hand...... .................... he takes it and walks over to a wall. He flips up a hidden panel and hits a switch. The magnet releases and floats up it the ceiling and the spi.kes return to under the floor. The walls release and return to their normal positions and the floor opens, allowing Phrost to get out... Daemos looks at Jason... with sad eyes)

(Daemos isn't crying.... he's somber, though....)
Daemos: "..... guards... clean up this FILTH..."
*the guards pull out their spears*

(daemos looks confused at Jason...)
Daemos: "What? No.... you mis-understand...."
*the guards go to the center of the room*

(they flip up a panel and put the ends of their spears into slots on the floor... they twist and you can hear faint clicking sounds.
the floor rumbles and the whole floor opens up, revealing all the traps and mechanisms that move them.
one guards moves his spear and sulfuric acid pous into the mechanisms and traps, clean out any filth... he stops the flow once it's filled.
it looks like a pool of orange, bubbling acid in the middle of the room.
another guards twists and the acid is drained away, leaving the whole thing spotless and the smell is gone. They close up the floor and go back to their stations.
Daemos looks nervous and scared...)

(a man enters the room he sees them)
Man: "Who are you?!" *sees fallen crown*
"YOU KI.LLED THE KING?! GUARDS, GET THEM!"
Daemos: "no... let them be...."
Man: "........ fine...... but.... Daelia MUST have a king...."
*walks to the crown*
"....a king the is fit for the job..."
*guards come in and the man picks up the crown*

Daemos: "One of my dad's advisors..."
(two elite guards grab Daemos' arm and start to drag him away... they look like dark knights with red & black)
Daemos: "N-no.... no.... don't.... I-i..."
Man: *as they are walking away* "Daelia. MUST. Have. A King!"

(they guards' eyes glow deep red and break Jason's hold on them. they are MUCH stronger than regular guards and have special abilities.
they pay no attention to Jason & continue to drag Daemos away. the advisor disappears in a flash of deep red.
the guards reach a far doorway.)

(they go through the doorway and the doors slam shut in a deep "boom"....)
Phobos: "hmmm..... perhaps I know a way to where they are going... *jumps up to the second floor and heads for a hall*

(they dash down the hall and come to a room with a window looking down into a lab... full of nasty-looking equipment...
the guards put Daemos on the operating table face-down and strap him in.... several doctors come in to the lab and pull out tongs and sharp operating knives...)

(Phobos grimaces...
the doctors cut open Daemos' back, revealing his black spinal-bones...
They clamp the tongs on eight points on his spine, four on each side...
a machine from above grabs the tongs and begins to pull... yanking his spine... he crys out in agony...)

Daemos: "J-jason.... why..."
(the elite guards jump in and throw Jason to the ground and block his way)
Elite Guard: "....don't interfere..."
(other doctors come in and carry out the injured and continue operating on Daemos. A different machine comes out of the wall and resumes the painful work)

(they pull out his spine into eight tenacles... like Daelos'.... They seal up his back and undo the straps... Daemos sits up and shivers... the tenacles twitch, but mostly remain motionless.
the guards back off and all but one doctor leaves.)

(Daemos shaggers upright, his legs are wobbly...
the doctor walks over and checks his condition...)
Doctor: "Alright... your fine... Be ready in an hour..."
(the doctor leaves)
[you can draw the next pic]