Vernion
A mid-7-star level demon,
Tasked with the elimination of Lucas Nightstar directly by Karciel.
'Ah, I really hate this,'
he thought as he entered a room that was pitch black, devoid of any light.
Every step he took made a creaking sound on the wooden floor.
As he walked further into the dark room, he felt the presence of someone, making him instantly go on one knee.
Two dark crimson eyes suddenly were visible, being the only source of light inside the room.
Vernion trembled, feeling the predatory gaze on him.
One mistake.
That is all it would take currently for someone like him to die.
"You demons have certainly become bold, haven't you?"
The voice belonging to those crimson eyes echoed throughout the room.
"L-lord Elijah..."
"Just who gave you the authority to summon my people?"
Every word the being spoke felt like it was piercing Vernion's brain directly.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!