Chapter 760: First Demon Council
Two demons with ancient, incredible auras approached us, surrounded by an entourage of powerful demons.
The first was a blade demon, reminding me of Kahlen, Fyren’s follower. he was tall and broad-shouldered, with two long-handled axes floating in the air behind him. Their heads were crescent-shaped, each as long as I was tall. His actual body was literally just a suit of plate mail, with a shut visor. Two silver orbs floated where his eyes should have been.
The second was a fire demon, with a sleek, equine body. A single horn protruded from its forehead, glowing white like the hottest coals. Its tail and mane cracked and jumped like a fire, leaving a trail of embers behind it. Though he wore a bestiality shape, his eyes gleamed with cunning.
"Greetings, apostle," the blade demon said, folding its arms.
The two axes hovered just over its shoulders, tilting so their blades caught the flickering light of the fire demon. There was nothing warm or welcoming about it. If anything, I felt the axes were watching me. Disapprovingly, even.
Luke glared up at the demon. It was a head taller than he was.
"And you are...?"
"Lord Bloodsteel," it replied imperially. "I’m surprised you do not know me."
Luke shrugged. "Rash’alon preferred to monopolize our interactions. I apologize for never making my way to your hordes."
"Apology accepted," a hot, crackling voice said.
I winced, touching my temple. The voice hadn’t spoken so much as sounded in my mind.