Damon and Belphegor stared at one another as Zane and Saorsa left.
"What now?" Damon asked, waiting for Belphegor to decide.
"We should begin awakening the Holy Flute's power," Belphegor exclaimed and descended the stairs.
"Are we going out?" Damon asked, following behind.
"Yes," Belphegor replied. Then he started humming cheerfully as they went out of the tavern.
Damon followed Belphegor through the winding streets of the city. The night air was cool, and the dimly lit lanterns cast soft glows on the cobblestone streets.
Belphegor's bright humming echoed through the quiet alleys, contrasting the serious matters at hand oddly.
As they reached a small, secluded spot near the city's outskirts, Belphegor turned to Damon. "Alright, Damon, this is the spot. We need to tap into the latent energy within you to try and awaken the Holy Flute's power."
