19. magic

Shandra feels her own heart heavy, her hands sweat, and an absurd tension take over her mind as soon as Julian finishes his sentence. But she knows that these feelings belong to Sam, who complains, indignantly:

"What did you say?!"

The red-haired demon doesn't look well at all either. His physiognomy is one of false tranquility but desperation is obvious in his frightened look.

"That's why I said you need to come back and help me. Help us."

Sam paces back and forth, fiddling with his hair. Julian continues talking:

"I told you it was urgent. Do you want me to beg you? To swear an oath to you? Maybe a fusion like you did with the human girl?"

"No. No, you don't need that. I'll go with you. Don't worry."

Quickly Sam puts up his cocked finger, however, pointing sternly at Julian's face plunged in distress.

"But let it be very clear that as soon as I succeed in saving her, it's you who's going to hell. I'm not going to be hailed as a hero by those snakes. And I don't need them to withdraw