"You remember, don't you?" The demon crooned. "The thing that almost killed the Divine Paladin four years ago. The reason he barely crawled away with his life in the Battle of the Black Tide."
How can he not remember? It was his plot after all, and his greatest mess up.
The demon continued, enjoying Earl Malmond's reaction. "At that time, you hid the curse within the hostage, the person he had to rescue… you went to such desperate lengths to conceal it. It was a brilliant move, even if it failed."
Earl Malmond looked at the new figure and swallowed hard. This woman… she was carrying that curse? It was natural that he was fearful after all; the curse was capable of eating through even a hero's soul.
Never mind a weak level 2 human like him. Finally, the anxiety in him completely disappeared.
