Capítulo 93: A God Or Devil?

"My lord, you are finally here." 

Tyrone could hear the sound of furniture and a cracked voice coming from the other room. He rushed to the room while holding a dagger in one hand and a small torch in the other.

His eyes vigilant and his hands ready to attack anyone at the slight movement. But he did not find anyone except Amon. 

He was buried under a lot of broken furniture. For Amon, it would have been easy to get rid of such a large amount of wood. But he was just wincing and groaning while trying to find a way out.

"What happened here?" Tyrone frowned, looking at his condition.

He kicked some wooden pieces away while still holding both things in his hands.

"It was your wife." he blamed in a pained voice, "she was a strong demoness. I could not win against her" Tyrone paused!

Cassey? A demoness.