The weak wind carried the scent of resin mixed with rotting leaves. Vret turned his face to the breeze, its sound mixing with the steady breathing of the prisoner. Leaves rustled as the king’s man shifted in his spell-induced slumber. The thought of toying with his former imprisoner crossed his mind, but he cast it aside.
But the demon had already decided.
His skin thickened and its tone changed into mottled greens. Pieces of cloth fell off his growing body as he stepped towards his prey. Leisurely his claws grabbed the human and slammed him against a pine, breaking the spell. The man’s mouth opened and closed in a silent plead.
Maw hanging open he breathed in the fear the human exuded. He needed more. Gently his demon pushed him aside.
“Little human.” The words flowed from his mouth, in his voice, but they belonged to the demon. “My puppet shall enjoy watching.”
Thick needles pierced the man’s skin, growing trough his flesh. The screaming would alert the hunting party. They’d take him away, keep him alive for questioning. No, his fate does not belong to them. The tip of his claw rested on the man’s throat for a moment before piercing it.
Eek! Glad you're continuing the story, but I still don't know if Vret let the demon in intentionally or not.
ReplyDeleteDoes at least sound like Vret doesn't agree with the demon's appetite for fear and death though. I guess one advantage of being so far behind on my reading is I get to go right into the next part now though.
Yay an eek! :)
DeleteHe's a conflicted person. I feel sorry for him. I like forcing my characters to make hard choices and I like it better when they make the wrong one. Makes for a more interesting story.