The time when the Demon fell on the jar of the mist the Cannibals and Vampires were creating, the Demon started his plan right away.
He said it himself to Pablo.
"I will go into more details. I have all the time in the world now. So after I-"
"Wait. At least let me sit up. Please." Pablo interrupted the Demon. He gathered all his courage to do that. The punishment for interfering could be death for all he knows.
"Good thing you added please in that. Fine. You may stand up."
The Demon waved his hands and Pablo finally felt the force above him disappearing.
His face cried by lying on the ground for such a long time.
"Thank you." Pablo sat up.
He didn't dare to stand up on his feet and remained seated on his knees.
He kept his eyes on the chest of the demon, he still didn't find the heart to look him in the eyes.
