Chapter 29
Zeth did his best to get back to the clearing as quickly as he possibly could. Not only because he wanted to make sure his pursuers didn’t find him again, but also because he could barely contain his excitement for what was to come next.
Eventually, after sprinting through the forest and leaving himself thoroughly out of breath, he got back to the familiar part of the woods by his house. As he retraced the steps he always took to get there, he suddenly felt a System notification come through.
[Influence check failed.]
Fear struck his heart, but his expression didn’t waver. As the clearing came into view, Zeth saw the demon sitting atop a pile of humans by his ritual circles wrapped up in their restraints, with chains strewn across the grass.
He’d made it.
He fell to his knees in the grass, breathing so heavily his lungs burned, and slammed his fist into the ground. “Fuck! Yes!”
Still gasping for breath, Zeth looked up to the sky, where the moon peeked through the treetops. It was beautiful. Everything in the world was beautiful.
“Holy fucking shit,” he muttered through smiling lips. “I did it. I got them.”
Hearing a groan of disappointment, he looked over at the demon, where it sat on its throne of prisoners.