Minho was staring at Anyal with a cold anger but he did not say anything. The demon was smirking and still drinking his wine, enjoying the torment he was inflicting on his enemy. But Minho knew that it was not the time to become angry or afraid.
He was sure that Anyal was hiding something from him. The ritual, there was something more to it than merely opening the gates. His great grandmother died opening and closing the gates but as far as Minho knew, something had happened midway which caused her to close the gates again. Even though she nearly completed the ritual, something made her disobey Anyal at the cost of her life.
If Minho went through with this, he would not survive but there was no other choice. He could not figure out Anyal's puzzle. Only one piece was missing and he needed it to stop the demon.
