Many in this world could sully the earth with their blood and conjure demons to create bonds of greed in exchange for their freedom, but only a handful could reach much higher and create a bond with the all-powerful creator. While few could attain such heights even fewer could discern the familiar presence of the all-powerful emanating through such individuals.
Helga happened to be one of them, and as she stood towering behind Haruki in her beastly form with four wings, and six arms, her eyes squinted in the bony yak skull squinted at the sight in front. In Haruki's arms was a little girl, her soul half-eaten by some strange phenomenon. Despite the constant healing by the gathered healers as well as Haruki, nothing seemed to work to awaken the girl once more.
