He dragged the desk to the middle of the room and carefully placed the coffin-like box on it.
"See for yourself," he said.
Dramatic, but now I was interested in what was inside. I stepped closer to the box, looking for its handle. Wrapping my palm around it, I carefully opened the box.
"This is...a dem—" I stopped. "This is the same creature we saw in the attacks at Eshmera." I raised my brow as I stared down at the curled figure of a demon corpse. It was a low-tier demon.
"Haha, how's that?" Alver exclaimed, clearly proud.
"Yeah, it's nice. What do you want me to do with this, though?" I asked genuinely. "I'm sure there were like thousands of these over the kingdom—"
