The World Cries

The gift had been a surprise, not just the hood and robe, though they were, but the offer. That a warlock who was rarely seen with a demon at his side would mentor one who was rarely seen without one, well, it didn’t quite makes sense. But maybe, it made more than I could have seen at the time. After all, look where I am now?

Going through Dire Maul, not my first time there, but there first where I could see what use I could be. Watching him command the demons, use them against each other, and then, tell me to do the same. And having it work.

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