"They are not wrong when they say Djalls have brains in each of their boughs. "Kruma said, his voice quivering with the soul-crushing pressure. "You knew everything all along. Here I was thinking I pulled the wool over your eyes." He shook his head.
"Haha..you were shrewd, too. But what I don't get is why you've waited so long." The djall laughed evilly. Seemingly extremely amused for outwitting the falconer.
The man didn't reply at once. His shield had vanished. Now the twisted branches were coiling around his body as if wanted to cover his whole body. The glow of Kurama's eyes had dimmed.
"Leave it. I think I shouldn't delay your damnation, anymore." The djall said. And Onish saw the twigs as fine as threads wiggled out of the twisted boughs and entered into Krumas body.
The falconer howled with pain. As the devil tree drank his blood. The ravine cawed as it flew towards its dying master. Its giant wings ablaze, and eyes erupting volcanoes.
