The sight was not a serene one, that was for sure. Isaac was squeezing tightly onto the pommel in fright, Eligor wondered if a certain someone was behind this. If it was one person who know how to manipulate the demonic, it was that snivelling slip of youth that cursed him into this dreaded existence. Oh, how he wanted to give him the taste of his own medicine. Eligor, if he had a face, smirked, if this led him to the conjurer than all the better.
"No. It's not. It's much, much worse"
Eligor sighed, "Get to together man. You face Kouza with a smile and then you see this and shudder? You knew the risks when you signed up. Now shrug that fear off, on the double!"
"No. It's not. It's much, much worse"
Eligor sighed, "Get to together man. You face Kouza with a smile and then you see this and shudder? You knew the risks when you signed up. Now shrug that fear off, on the double!"