Erick looked sick, as if he was about to throw up.
Chloe sighed and took the wine glass away from him. "Let me get you some hot green tea." She stood up and made her way to the kitchen.
"I shouldn't have to ask this question because it's oxymoronic, but it looks as if I need to." Erick rubbed his brows.
"Why?" He looked at Nicholas Nimitz.
Nicholas smiled a sad little smile.
"Power."
He paused for a moment and then looked away, a distant look came into his eyes. "More than money or fame or physical beauty…the biggest draw for most people is raw, unadulterated power.
"Once the mage agrees to share a third of his soul to the demon, it gains the ability to interact in our dimension and the mage will gain its powers."
"What is the power used for?" Erick asked.
Nicholas Nimitz shrugged. "The power is unspecified and can be used for just about anything, but most mages tend to use them to create Scourge Winds."
