“You dare speak to me like that, you speck of dust? Answer me-”
“You answer me, demon!” Standing in front of Helmer in this cursed alleyway, Hadjar released his Kingdom for the second time. Except this time he was stronger. Much stronger. Well, he was still as insignificant as a flea compared to Helmer, but that didn’t mean he would bend. Not to Helmer, not to the Demon Prince, not to anyone. As long as he had a sword in his hand, his will couldn’t be broken. “I want to make a new deal. Take this dagger with you, but in return, tell me who supported me back on Earth? Who let me survive? Who helped me?”
Everything disappeared. The eerie energy was gone, the cloak calmed down, and the lumps of nightmares frolicked merrily around Helmer’s legs once again.
“That thing, Hadjar... Sell it.
