The Guardian held the dark figure suspended in mid-air, his energy chains wrapped tightly around it. He gazed into its eyes, searching for any sign of weakness or vulnerability.
"Tell me more about the Shadow King," The Guardian demanded, his voice firm and commanding.
The dark figure glared up at him, its eyes burning with hatred. "You will never understand," it spat, its voice venomous. "But you will soon learn the true meaning of power."
The Guardian's grip on the energy chains tightened. "I'm not going to play games with you," he warned. "I'll get the truth out of you, one way or another."
The dark figure's eyes seemed to flicker with uncertainty, but it remained defiant. "You'll never break me," it taunted. "I'm a servant of the Shadow King, and I'll never betray him."
The Guardian's determination hardened. He knew that he had to uncover the truth behind the Shadow King's plan, no matter what it took. He focused his energy, using his powers to probe the dark figure's mind.
As he did, he saw visions of the Shadow King's plan. He saw the city shrouded in darkness, the people cowering in fear. He saw the Shadow King standing tall, his power and influence spreading across the land.
The Guardian's eyes snapped back into focus, and he saw the dark figure standing in front of him. He knew that he had to act fast, before the Shadow King's plan came to fruition.
"What's the Shadow King's ultimate goal?" The Guardian demanded, his voice firm and commanding.
The dark figure's eyes seemed to glaze over, and The Guardian saw a vision of the Shadow King's past. He saw a young Malakai, struggling to find his place in the world. He saw the desperation in Malakai's eyes, the hunger for power and recognition.
The Guardian saw the moment when Malakai made the pact with the demon, trading his soul for power. He saw the corruption that spread through Malakai's body, consuming him from the inside out.
The Guardian's eyes snapped back into focus, and he saw the dark figure standing in front of him. He knew that the Shadow King was a complex figure, driven by a desire for power and recognition.
With this newfound understanding, The Guardian approached the interrogation with a different mindset. He knew that the Shadow King was not just a mindless villain, but a complex character with a rich backstory.
"Tell me more about the Shadow King's plan," The Guardian demanded, his voice firm and commanding.
The dark figure's eyes seemed to flicker with uncertainty, but it remained defiant. "The Shadow King will bring darkness to the city," it said, its voice barely above a whisper. "He will shroud the city in shadow, and rule over its people with an iron fist."
The Guardian's determination hardened. He knew that he had to stop the Shadow King, no matter what it took. He would gather all his strength and resources, and prepare for a battle unlike any he had ever faced before.
As he stood there, frozen in thought, The Guardian knew that the fate of the city hung in the balance. He would do everything in his power to protect it, and to bring the Shadow King to justice.
The dark figure's eyes seemed to gleam with malevolence, as if it knew that The Guardian was determined to stop the Shadow King. "You'll never succeed," it taunted. "The Shadow King will triumph, and you'll be powerless to stop him."
The Guardian's grip on the energy chains tightened. He knew that he had to keep pushing forward, no matter what. He would uncover the truth behind the Shadow King's plan, and he would stop him, no matter what it took.
With a surge of determination, The Guardian lifted the dark figure off the ground, holding it suspended in mid-air. "You're coming with me," he said, his voice firm. "We're going to get to the bottom of this mystery, once and for all."