Nothing left to lose

Nial waited patiently for the Heligav to arrive, or so it looked.

He was seated on the ground and his outer appearance made it seem as if he was eerily calm. Only the darkness that covered some spots of his skin made it clear that something was wrong.

Nial was boiling in rage from within and he didn't really have the desire to sit idle and let the attackers take the next life. He couldn't allow the Heligav to leave unscathed.

It didn't matter that the God of Darkness was the Lord of the Heligav, or that they obeyed his words when he had still been alive. Damian was dead and Nial was not the same person.

He may have some memories of the late God of Darkness but he was different.

The Heligav made him suffer, which meant he would repay this debt a thousandfold.

"Are you sure that you're doing the right thing?" Princess Evalyne suddenly asked. She frowned deeply at the sight of the message she had translated for Nial.