Zachariah felt like his head was going to split into a million pieces and his body felt like it no longer belonged to him.
Zachariah was bound from shoulder to feet with a huge chain, and was being dragged along by a horde of demons, led by a rambunctious, hyperactive one who looked like a lizard.
Once in a while, the overly enthused demon would come over to where Zachariah was, and taunt him for fun.
Now, he bounded over to where Zachariah lay, and began to laugh, “Ha ha! Hero! You came to save your people, and you ended up with me!”
Zachariah glared as fiercely as he could at the demon, but the wiry being continued laughing annoyingly.
Zachariah began to laugh too, shocking the demon.
“What's so funny?” The demon asked, angry that he was being laughed at.
“You are,” Zachariah said
