Before I knew it, I had already fallen to the ground. I coughed as I tried to catch my breath."I want to see you beg for your life," he continued, and another blow landed squarely on my abdomen, this time with his foot. I want to make you regret everything .A wet layer began to gather in my eyes. My breathing became labored, rapid and ragged. I was vaguely aware of him turning away from me, since the pain in my gut was so intense that I couldn't pay much attention to it.—Let's see what I can do without leaving too many marks on you. —I heard her murmur in a happy and playful tone.When my vision adjusted to the little light that the torch still emanated from the floor, I could notice that Naamah had taken one of the objects from the table. He turned around and gave me a smile.—Do you know what this does? He waved the instrument in the air, which almost looked like a strange pair of scissors. It's to tear off your fingers. I doubt you'll miss one or two, right?Despite the pain, an
—So you're really doing all this for love? "She," she asked, laughing, then shook her head. I can't believe what an idiot you are. You will soon see the consequences that this can bring you.Another sudden blow to the stomach made me lean forward, making me lose my breath. A faint ringing echoed in my ears for a few moments, while my vision became blurry. I was left lying on the floor, with my hands wrapped around my painful torso, and then I could no longer hold back my tears."I wonder if Asmodeus will be upset with me if I break something for you," he murmured.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him lift one leg in the air. Suddenly, the recent memory of Hythro, raising one foot to smash Paul's head into the ground, came to mind and fear gripped every part of my being.At this moment, the door opened.Naamah looked away from me abruptly, then took a couple of steps away. I couldn't immediately raise my head to see who had entered, so I just listened to footsteps that seemed furious
And it wasn't just because I was more than sure that something bad was about to happen to me. It was because she had gone to that place in vain. Hythro lied: they weren't being tortured, they didn't even know I was in that place. Wherever they were, they had no idea of my whereabouts. The realization that I was a complete idiot who took risks for nothing hurt even more than Naamah's blows.The anger at myself was such that the desire to cry was unbearable.The end of the tunnel, even though I had no idea what it would be like, left me stunned. I opened my eyes wide, because I would never have imagined that.I wasn't sure if I wanted to go back the way I came, or if I wanted to stay there.There were no longer underground passages, nor rooms with torture instruments. All that disappeared. We entered a space that seemed to be a formidable cave of such abysmal dimensions that I could not see where it began and where it ended. A stone path that looked like a bridge separated us from som
At that moment, Hythro released me.My heart skipped a beat as I looked up to survey the area I had been taken to. It was illuminated by a huge, complicated but elegant gold-colored chandelier that hung from the top. The bricks in the room were the same faint reddish tone as the rest of the castle, that didn't change. There were many pillars connecting the roof to the floor.But, without a doubt, what caught my attention the most was what was in front of me, several meters away: what, from my perspective, seemed to be an excessively large seat for one person. In the first second, I thought it was nothing more than an unaesthetic throne, made up of countless light gray spheres. But when I took just a few steps closer, I realized that the spheres were not the same size or shape. I lost my breath the moment I realized that it was a throne made of skulls.I immediately backed away until my back hit the wall. Then, an alien whisper of anguish was heard in my ear, and in the next second, tw
Suddenly, a familiar burning arose in the center of the hand Asmodeus held, and began to spread up my arm. A gasp escaped me the moment I saw the spiral of black thorn-shaped lines that were drawn on my skin.His eyebrows rose slightly. "I see..." he murmured with a hint of amazement, with those crimson eyes fixed on the black mark on my arm. So she made sure to mark you as hers. He's more cautious than I thought.I wasn't sure why, but his words made a flash of anger ignite in me. However, the brief mention of him caused a lump to form in my throat and I withdrew my hand in one swift movement. I took a step back, feeling my legs grow weaker.The glowing eyes of the demon in front of me traveled to my face, inspecting it for a few eternal moments. It wasn't until that moment that I became fully aware of a strange, new energy that I was able to appreciate. The energy that Asmodeus emanated was heavy, cold as ice, just like that of the rest of the demons he knew, but somehow it was
"He's been running a few errands for me," he replied calmly, his crimson gaze returning to my face. I needed to keep him busy.I looked down, letting out a tiny gasp. Realization took over and he felt a wave of relief; but, at the same time, that he tortured me with remorse. With the regret of having agreed to be here, of having gone through all that shit to get to them."So... none of them are in danger," I muttered, looking at my pitiful reflection in the smooth, clean, black surface of the floor.A painful stab of pure pity shot through the center of my chest. Pity for myself, because if it really was like that, that meant that I had entered a labyrinth of corridors and strange rooms, to end up in an underground cave, inside a gigantic demonic castle with nothing but one of the Kings of Hell …for nothing .Still, that stupid part of my mind that couldn't stop worrying about others was relieved by that possibility. That they were safe."You would have to define danger ," he said
A shiver ran down my spine as his red eyes locked onto my face again."I already told Mabrax, Naamah, and all of you," I replied in a small voice, overcome by a flash of terror. I don't have the slightest idea.-Oh yeah. “Mabrax ,” she muttered and rolled her eyes. I almost forget it. A demon of my own level died because of you.The stern look he gave me sent a pang of panic through me."H-he was the one who attacked us," I said hurriedly.—And that's why you had him killed? He gestured with the hand he was holding the glass towards one of the black doors. Is that why you disfigured the face of my favorite succubus?I swallowed hard.—That wasn't what..."It doesn't matter anymore," he interrupted me. However, you will realize that you must pay for all the scandal you have caused in my Circle. You can't come out of this undefeated, Amy. It's just a reckoning. "She," she smiled brighter. You understand, blood for blood.My lungs failed me and suddenly just breathing was hard work.-Wh
The demons looked at each other in mild confusion for a second. However, they nodded silently and proceeded to bow slightly, as if making a slight bow towards him. Then they turned to leave and close the door behind them… But not before taking one last look at me.A harsh moan escaped Khaius's lips and my attention returned to him.—W-what… are you doing h-here? —She asked brokenly, with difficulty. He put a hand on mine, perhaps to remove it from her face, but instead he just kept it there. Something in my chest hurt again seeing him so hurt and vulnerable. “You-you have to…” A choked sound escaped her and she couldn't continue. He lowered his face slightly and spat some of the black liquid onto the ground.I bit my lower lip hard, ignoring the pain, since finding him in that state hurt me almost as if I had suffered his wounds myself. I brushed the wet strands of hair from his face, and he shook his head in a slow, weak refusal. He stared at me for a second and said something that,