Pawn

Hearing these words Esdras's expression was twisted in rage, he was shaking internally at being used by these evil bastards so easily.

Celine was doing much better than expected, she was quick to suppress her fear of this monster. Perhaps it was because her mind was already occupied.

"Y-you, can you save this man? If you do I don't care what you want from me, I will give anything in return."

The twisted dark cloaked wraith laughed, "very well, a deal struck with my mistress is a deal that cannot be broken in truth. Give me a drop of your blood and I will know if you are lying or trying to deceive me."

The wraith unfurled his hand that was covered in plate armor. Celine did not hesitate, she was in a hurry, if Esdras died then he couldn't be saved at all.

She bit her finger and a drop of blood fell on the wraith's hand creating a sizzling noise.