The creature which Jake called his pet seemed to have been ripped straight out of a nightmare. The people in the room edged closer to the walls as the ghoul sat down near Jake’s feet and started clawing the floor.
“Is that really the Prince?” asked Florio, darting his eyes towards the ghoul.
“It indeed is. Before Prince Varius could run away from me, I had cast a Death Curse on him. It took a while to take effect but it worked perfectly.”
“So, the curse transformed him into this monster?”
“A Death Curse marks the being for death and as soon as it dies, it turns into an undead. The Prince too suffered the same fate and now I have the ghoul’s unfailing loyalty. Anyway, I think we can discuss more about my pet later. More important matters need our attention now. We need to find out where
