Veelk watched their fierce battle as he made his way toward Derazin’s body. The demonlings were more interested in tearing each other to pieces than in his presence, and he didn’t waste the opportunity to retrieve both ends of his keshal.
It seemed their intelligence only went so far, and without Derazin’s domineering will, they reverted to their lowest instincts and fought for superiority.
First Veelk climbed the giant slug’s body to fetch the broad blade. It took some effort to carefully remove it while avoiding the caustic substance that oozed from the wound, but few demonlings could see him, and of those, none showed him interest. As he slid to the ground, making his way to Derazin’s head, he saw up close how bestial the demonlings were.
He minded the closer ones as he yanked the sp
