After being captured, the dwarves were forcefully brought before the Master. "What is the meaning of this?!", the Master demanded in annoyance. Maleficent pushed her way through the crowd, and stood at the corner of the crowd of people, next to the house of the Master. Perfect to be in the company eyesight. "We caught ’em stealing weapons, Sire", Braga, the cheif of the guard, reported. Now the fae was dissapointed at them, especially at the twins. She breathed deeply through her nose as she tensed at the report, shaking her head in dissapproval. "Ah! Enemies of the state, huh?" "A desperate bunch of mercenaries, if ever there was, Sire", the man named Alfrid spoke up to the Master.