Dogormo told Ted that he was willing to negotiate with the Inkmaster about the timing of the sacrifice. Apparently, Dogormo was among the few entities the Inkmaster respected.
The high cor thought that he had managed to fashion quite a being when he had created the Inkmaster.
"Then, to the MOUNTAIN."
By this time, they were already starting to gain some altitude. For any other company, the timing would have been horrible, but with the head demon, the cult leader felt that he was rather safe.
It was a black night, not even dark blue, yet alone indigo, and the sky was split in two by the brightest of the stars. The green lights flickered between the points of light every now and then.
