Dark Alliance
How dare this miserable demon keep me waiting!
Sophet Drahas´ fist violently slammed against his throne´s armrest. The souls held captive inside it squirmed in pain.
He had been awaiting the moloch´s arrival for several days now. The delay of the tenebrous creature infuriated the liche.
Suddenly time seemed to freeze. An imposing winged silhouette stepped out from the shadows and bowed almost imperceptibly before the necromancer.
Your prayers have been heard, I am here to assist you. Command and I shall obey, but bear in mind that I do what I am only willing to do.
The spite in the demon´s tone could not be mistaken by the King of Ashes, but the help of this ally was far too precious to risk losing.
