·It seems we have found a common tongue, friend.
The two Liches shook hands, their cold phalanges intertwining to form a sacred soul pact.
At that moment, the giant demon burst through the city gates, which caused Ails a bit of regret; after all, he held his fondest memories within this fortress, where he had spent wonderful times with a beautiful princess.
Unfortunately, she wasn't fond of eternity.
With this thought, Ails turned to glance at a shadow in the corridor – a dark silhouette stood there.
·Dear, how much do you detest the sunlight.
He sighed as he watched the demon approach, smiling broadly.
·Morganstern Dam, have you taken on a new name again?
·I'm not Morganstern Dam, my name is Umbert!
Ails looked at his friend, who shrugged his shoulders, clearly indicating he couldn't be blamed for this mix-up.
