"Eisheth, do you really not have a way to contact him?"
Morgrath, the Ruler of the Devouring Mist Demons questioned with a solemn look on his face.
"Are you kidding me? Think about this you fool! She is lying! He is her son-in-law and it is not like his personality is a secret. Do you think he really won't leave a way for his mother-in-law to contact him?
His wife clearly loves her mother, he would make sure that her mother faces no problem and would obviously leave a method for her to contact him if she ever did."
Azazel, the Incubus Lord shouted and the instant he spoke, Eisheth glared at him with hatred.
"Shut up."
She spoke with a heavy tone.
"You are the ones who came to me to ask for a favour, not the other way around.
It is up to me whether I want to help you or not and the decision will remain mine till the end."
"I never said the decision isn't yours, this is why we came to you in the first place."
