Chapter 91: A Maze ing.

"So, you're telling me that the woman with Dreth is some kind of host for a super-powerful malevolent spirit? Is that it?" King Harold sat on a rock opposite near wizards and scratched his chin. 

"A Lord of Hell, one of the hells to be precise, but otherwise that's right." Harvey nodded. He was sitting on some rubble, consciously not looking at the necromancer nearby.

"And in return for my help capturing this woman, you'll share the power with me when you capture the devil, which will occur during a moment of vulnerability during this, this possession procedure?"

"A portion of the power." McVon raised a finger. "Which will still be quite significant, I can assure you."

"And where do you come into this thing again?" Harold turned to the thin figure sat on another boulder nearby.