“I think you are underestimating how valuable I am to you”, Brownie answered.
The demon passed his hand around her neck again caressing softly. Brownie felt the nausea go up along her throat, with the taste of disgust.
“If I was to break your throat just now, the formula would be lost for all and it would be the last of our problems”, the demon said.
“If you were to break my throat just now, someone else would work to figure out the formula and you wouldn’t know who it is, the formula would only be lost for you”, Brownie managed to articulate with the last drop of air going out of her lungs.
The demon released her. She knew she had won.
“We had a team doing research about it, we are very close to find it”, the demon said.
She knew he was bluffing, if that was really the case, they wouldn’t need her here.
“Then let me know when they do”, she said smiling.
She was looking at the others, they didn’t seem to enjoy themselves, she wondered when they were going to try their own trick on her. Normally demons were always coming by two, a smart one with little horns and a stupid one with big one who could barely follow the order of the others but was strong enough to deal with the muscle work. The master had a stupid demon by his side in the past. But those three seemed to be all the same, they seemed to have the same sort of powers in the hierarchy and they had the big horns. They were looking at Kion as if expecting him to give them a sign.
“If you know the formula, I will know it too and they will take it from me”, he had said.
But she didn’t know what formula they were talking about yet and she was pushing all thoughts of listing her Magick rituals away. The demon was about to get mad again.
“Sir there was a problem with the gods”, one of the demons with the black robe and the inverted Christian cross in the middle of his chest said appearing out of breath in the hole of the cave. Brownie didn’t know if she had seen him before or not, for her they were all the same.
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I love that picture (the snippet too). I'd guess the pic was a 19th century depiction of the destruction of Pompey.
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