Seeing the black smiling expression in the "face" of the man in front of him, Ernest felt all the hairs on his body stand on end, it took him a couple of seconds to regain his composure.
"Fucking disgusting monster", thought Ernest, he as an Archmage was still affected by the eerie aura radiated by the smiling man.
That being said, he didn't show his real thought on his face and instead cleared his throat.
"Ahem, it's good to hear you ate beforehand… Falco, did you bring the thing we talked about?".
Falco's smiling expression didn't wave, under the surprised eyes of Ernest supporters he shoved his hand on his stomach before taking out a bottle with a peculiar design, the body of the thing was made out of a transparent material, but the clog was made out of wood and a small skull.
Inside the bottle there was a single drop of a grey liquid, although there was only one drop of liquid, it seemed to be boiling as it produced some kind of gas.
