“Hey, do
you even know who you are dealing with? When get out of here you'll
pay for that, I remember your faces,” Kamaril yelled at the demons
who had thrown him on the floor of his cell.
For all
answer the demons laughed locking the door behind him.
Kamaril rush
to stand up and threw himself against it just to be pushed back with
blue lightening. He hurt the back wall of the cell before landing on
the floor heavily.
A light
laugh came from the corner of the cell.
“I already
tried that one but I wouldn't mind seeing you try again,” the young
sounding voice said.
“Who the
heck are you?” Kamaril said massaging the back of his head and
spreading his wings as much as he could to relax them.
“I'm
Lonan, are you one of the bad guy?” the little demon asked getting
out of the darkness.
He seemed to
have been rolling in the mud, his clothes and hair were so dirty that
they could have stood up without him inside.
“Depends
what you mean by “the bad guys”?” Kamaril answered.
He was happy
not to be alone in here. He had seen that kid before, he had arrived
with two bigger demons in the cave he shared with some others before
the fight. It seemed to him like a miracle that he had survived.
“I mean
the one who locked me here,” Lonan answered, “Because you can
torture me as much as you want, I won't say anything. They better get
me out, my brothers are coming for me.”
“I
wouldn't count on it, first rules for demons: You're a demon, you're
on your own.” Kamaril said. “Would you mind?”
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