Zarmon watched carefully as he saw nothing but shock written boldly on Vin's face. Not only Vin, but Snow also. At this time, they were all away from the Villagers, about 'a stone throw'.
"Zarmon?" Vin called. Fear getting hold of his soul, without a feeling of calmness.
"Such intense pressure," Snow mumbled. "And more importantly, I haven't seen this Demon..."
Taking a guess from Vin's expression, Snow immediately knew the demon in front of their eyes was nothing but bad news, so he question Vin in whispers,
"When you said two council members–?"
"This is Zarmon. One of the highest Ranking Demons of the underworld and mostly respected and feared in Didon" Vin explained, "His Magic is crazy and he's kinda immortal…"
"Immortal?" Snow took a look at Zarmon whose calm smile hadn't been taken down, as a bead of sweat rolled down his face.
