Sir Hercule was silent, he stared at his hands that looked terrible. In the end the man had no choice but to obey. He nodded obediently without much power to fight back. "Okay, you can take me to your place but you have to swear to keep me safe. You have to make a pact not to kill me later."
Damian laughed as if he had just heard the stupidest joke he had ever heard. "Sir Hercule let me explain it to you clearly. I will take you as a prisoner. Your life and death are no longer in your power to determine, but it is me. I will decide whether you should live or die later."
"Then there is no need to take me. I would rather lose an arm than have to go with a dangerous evil person who cannot guarantee my safety." The man was about to leave.
Damian laughed loudly at the sight. "Did I give y
