Stories at the Crossroad. (completed)
Just as he was about to cross the burnt hexagram it suddenly lit up in flames forcing the golden eyed man a few steps back to the center of the hexagram.
Witnessing this, Anderson felt and looked visibly relieved, releasing a breath he never knew he held. The appearance of this man had certainly been tremendously beyond his expectations. The ritual was meant to call forth a demon and yes, with the bait he used it was well within his conjecture that a powerful one would bite, but not this level. This demon, just from the looks of him Anderson could tell that he was definitely bad news. Technically, from all he had read and seen in movies about demons, they were all bad news. Anderson was scar