Having bitten off his tongue, Valon didn't even wince in pain as his strange eyes watched Zell with a look of affection and insanity.
'Weird...'
With black blood oozing down his face, the man who held all control over his existence suddenly tossed him like a used ragdoll, arcing towards the gate.
A moment later, Valon heard his new master's chilling but delightful orders filling his chest.
"Make sure to gather as many Demon Lords and Brutes as possible within 2 hours, if you do. I will forgive everything you did to upset me~"
The enchanting voice of Zell was like a curse, making the pain in his chest, the strange feeling of being eaten alive, vanish.
only
His face
His voice
His orders
For Valon, it was like only Zell mattered; he forgot his Prince and King.
There was only Zell Draganus.
