CHAPTER LXXV

           (INTO THE RED SKY) 

     “SAY, WOULD YOU LIKE TO HAVE A DEAL WITH ME?” 

     With an evil smile and a tempting aid, yet rather a deal Clay could not resist, and to the desperation to save the girl he dears more than anything to this very world. His eyes dim in their color as the beating anger that for a second collapses with hopeless rings back and more, he asks. 

     “If you can give me what I wanted, then I’ll gladly be of your service.”

     Clicking his tongue as a sinister smile crosses Arthur’s face, he confirms by a spell yet rather in a gesture and immediately with a snap of his finger. His chains break as he falls weakly onto the cold floor where he coughs blood, yet forcedly stood upon his knees to face him, where he asks once more.