Half an hour later;
"Ugh…"
Groaning in pain, Alloces slowly woke up and found himself on the ground. His physical injuries were all healed up, automatically by his demonic energy, but the mental injury that Mark placed on him caused him to shiver at the thought of it.
Just as he was praying that everything was just a dream, he heard the voice of Mark, from behind, "You finally woke up, Alloces."
Alloces involuntarily sprung upon his feet and turned around and saw the human, sitting on a glowing exquisite throne that befits a king. While he was at it, he saw the human was also drinking something from a large cup.
Taking a sip of coffee from the mug, Mark looked straight into the eyes of the demon standing before him, "So, what now, Alloces? You have lost. Now, will you honor the bet or will you go back on your words?"
