( Daemonacles's POV, The next day )
The next day, as Daemonacles logged into the game, he was instantly dragged out of his resting tent by the demons and dragged out for the journey.
"Climb!"
He was ordered, as they forced him to ride a demonic mount that looked more ferocious than a wild boar in its mating season.
Trembling, Daemonacles climbed atop that mount, worried for his own safety, as while the other demons around him did not seem to mind the wild nature of their mounts, Daemonacles felt extremely worried about it.
His mount constantly snorted and jumped around, trying to throw him off, as the mount, just like the demons around it, felt like the human was unfit to ride it.
Thankfully, Daemonacles barely hung on by holding on to the crude demonic saddle tied around the beast. However, he did so just barely.
