{What do you really want?} The voice couldn't help but ask.
Damon had shown support and eagerness to get rid of Hector, but just some minutes ago, he laid out all of Duke Hail's plans and gave Hector the chance to survive.
Regardless of who wins, I will gain from it. By the way, giving Hector Duke Hail's plan won't change a thing.' Damon shrugged indifferently while walking down the lonely corridor.
Damon was certain of Hector's defeat. Werewolves could never be bested by mere fox spirits on the battlefield. If his vampire generals were here in place of Hector, then there was a chance at victory.
{What do you really want?} The voice asked again. It refused to let its question get deflected once again.
Damon ignored the question and followed the fox spirit down the lonely corridor. Eventually, they arrived at a massive door guarded by heavily armed soldiers, but Damon knew they were all fox spirit hosts.
His gaze shifted to the door, which was bound by heavy chains. It felt like this room harbored a terrifying criminal.
'Don't fuck with me, Hector. You would really go this far on your own blood? I guess you truly deserve the title of Demon Fox.' Damon clenched his fist.
Damon's escort revealed Hector's seal, and they made way for him to pass after unlocking the door. Fearlessly, Damon walked past the hefty guards and yanked the door open.
His eyes twitched in disbelief as he walked into a plain-looking room. It was the ugliest room in the entire Forbidden Palace!
{This is cold man.} Even the voice was shocked Hector would treat his sister this way. Especially since she is the reason he had survived this long.
Feeling the somber atmosphere, Damon frowned. The Valysara he remembered had a bright and cheerful personality. She always wore colorful dresses and decorated her room with anything she could find.
Damon walked into the room, looking at the plain bed near the window. It was a bed made of hay, just like the one he used while living with his host's peasant parents.
"I'll kill you, Hector!" Damon's eyes flashed with cruelty as he clenched his fist tight.
How dare he keep the woman of the Dark Lord in such a place?
This was a crime Damon could never overlook, Hector needed to die!
Huff!
Damon exhaled deeply as he felt malicious intent directed at him. He had been too annoyed by the condition of Valysara's room and forgot he was yet to see her.
The malicious intent directed at him came from behind.
"Give me back my pearls!" a feminine voice screamed madly, lunging at Damon.
Thud!
Damon casually sidestepped as a shadowy figure shot past him. She slammed the ground and turned, pressing forward with her fists engulfed in fox flames.
{She can't recognize you?} The voice was stunned. It expected a lovely reunion, not an attempt at the life of the Death God.
"This weak? He practically drained her of all her power." Damon frowned, seeing the fluffy white and red tail dancing elegantly behind Valysara.
He didn't expect Hector would be so cruel as to steal all of Valysara's fox pearls, returning her to the level of a mere one-tailed fox spirit.
Not only was she stripped of her hard-earned power, everyone turned on her and locked her up. It was only natural for her to run mad and lash out at anyone who dared visit her.
Zeph!
Fierce wind erupted from Damon as he threw a palm into the raging fox flames. His wind was like a wall, diverting the flames from himself.
"Strong!" Damon frowned as he felt his legs skidding back little by little.
He was getting overwhelmed by Valysara's fox fire, even though he was using the world's energy as fuel for his magic.
'This useless body' Damon cursed under his breath.
{Fuck you!} The voice cursed loudly.
Bang!
Damon skidded backward, stopping only after he hit the wall. He looked down at his numb right hand and frowned.
Swish!
Damon looked up and saw Valysara's tail extending in his direction at terrifying speed. He quickly dove to the right, rolling out of the way, only to spring back on his feet and see Valysara swinging her flame-engulfed claw at him.
Pa!
Damon caught her hand and all the flames vanished as a chilling air exploded from his palms.
Glac!
"Chill out!" Damon sneered as Valysara's hand was instantly encased in a thin shell of ice.
Haaaa!
Valysara screamed, and the ice shattered as a fierce explosion erupted, sending Damon hurling across the room. He struck the wall and slid to the ground like a cartoon character, his pride aching more than his body.
"I can't believe I'm getting thrown around by my own bitch." Damon groaned as he opened his eyes, only to see more fox flames racing in his direction.
The sheer quantity of her fox flames was more than enough to reduce Damon to ashes. She was going for the kill this time!
....
Hector had a good view of Valysara's chamber from his throne room. He could see the flashing lights in her room, and he chuckled as if this was an expected outcome.
"You knew it was dangerous, yet you let him go in there alone?" An old crooked rang across the room.
"If he is truly the Dark Lord, dealing with my sister shouldn't be a problem for him, even in this new body. Also, if we are lucky, he might actually get rid of her for us." Hector chuckled.
"You endanger the Dark Lord for your personal gain? You are truly getting bolder, my dear child." The aged voice chuckled.