If Ibmund had heard these thoughts, the demon likely would have retreated into itself in a fit of depression. Lokus' complete disregard for demons was why, even after being told by Vera that Ibmund was a male, the demon's master still referred to him as "it."
To Lokus, Ibmund was nothing more than a useful tool, and the same went for his other Egones as well. It was a disheartening thought, to know that your life would forever be in the hands of one who would toss it aside at the slightest inconvenience, but Ibmund could only blame its own weakness for the situation it found itself in.
Regardless, Ibmund wasn't here, and Lokus had a demon to torture.
When the bear demon's body could no longer handle the gruesome wounds that covered it, it died, only for a wriggling in its side to begin and the process to repeat all over again.
It took only one such kill after Lokus had the idea to finally push him into the next stage of Aspiring King.
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