All said and done, Lazarak actually found a way to carry the cocoon with him. He had a soft smile on his face as he hummed, swaying side to side with each step.
As for the cocoon itself, Lazarak had strapped it to the back of the lesser demon Damon had been using as a mount.
Much to Damon's dismay.
This was one lucky lesser demon. It was part of the original group Ashcroft had ordered to kill Damon and Abellona. But after Damon devoured Ashcroft and became the dominator, he seized the creature's will. Since then it had hidden inside his shadow.
Whenever Damon wanted to flex and intimidate, he rode the lesser demon to cast a more fearsome image.
Now it was just carrying luggage for Lazarak. God or not, it was still luggage.
"Hm hm hum hum…" Lazarak hummed a small happy tune.
Damon shot him a sideways glance, a small frown tugging at his face, but said nothing.
