Although Crayman gave us everything we needed to travel, he forgot something. I still had one question that I wished to ask for Mordred's sake. And since he was my friend, I wanted to avenge whoever killed the town.
Even Mordred had his ears peeled as soon as I asked the question. Rain also showed an interesting face bathed with curiosity while listening to my conversation.
"Who do you think ordered the monsters to attack the Cornwall town?" I asked Crayman, demanding an answer.
After hearing my words, the demon paused for a second. Crayman collected his thoughts and tried opening his mouth to spill the answers. However, before that demon could answer my question, something had happened inside of him.
The purple light that matched the magical circles struck his chest, which almost burned his skin. Crayman wiggled like a fish, with his hands grasping his chest. A chorus of moaning sounds escaped the demon's mouth as Crayman asked for help.
