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A five-headed de bears down onspell The des shatter beneath the weight of its oversized body Beranabus and Kernela yawn Just another dull day at the office

One of the demon&039;s heads looks like a crow, another a vulture, while the rest look like nothing on Earth It opens its bird-like beak and squirts a thick, green liquid Beranabus ducks swiftly, but the spit catches Kernel&039;s right ar with ic to cleanse his flesh and repair the darowls as I stroll after the, just in case the deher than we anticipated Wouldn&039;t want to let the tea unleashes another ball of spit at Beranabus The elderly ician flicks a hand at the liquid, which rebounds over the deony Kernel, back to full health, freezes the acidic spit before it fries the creature&039;s brains We want this ugly baby alive

I leap on to the demon&039;s back Its shell is slimy beneath my bare feet Stinks worse than a thousand sweaty arin to approach the boundaries of disgusting I confronted a deo The only way to subdue it was to suck on the strands of puke and sap it of its strength Yum!

This wasn&039;t a careerdemon puke I could do that!" Life just led ician, and if you&039;re born with a power like et drawn into the ith the De tiet on with the job at hand

The earwig shudders, overco ical warh the demon It squeals, then collapses limply beneath me

Beranabus and Kernel face the deate it I stay perched on its back, hand i ainst the stench

"What is it?" Beranabus shouts, punching the twisted head, then grabbing the beak "What&039;s its real name? Where&039;s it from? Hoerful is it? What are its plans?" He releases his hold and waits for an answer

The deuages I can&039;t speak any, but there are spells you can cast to understand theenerally don&039;t bother I&039;m sure this demon knows no more about the mysterious Shadow than any of the hundreds we&039;ve tormented over the last however oose chase

The Shadow is the naiven to a demon of ily stitched together out of patches of shadoith hundreds of snake-like tentacles Beranabus thinks it&039;s the greatest threat we&039;ve ever faced Lord Loss-an old foe ofto destroy the world When a demon master makes a prediction like that, only a fool doesn&039;t take note

We&039;ve been searching for the ht when I lostto find outWe know the Shadow has asse them the destruction of mankind and even the end of death itself But we don&039;t knoho it is, where it comes from, exactly hoerful it is

"This is your last chance," Beranabus growls, taking a step back fro "Tell us what you knoe&039;ll kill you"

The de noises Beranabus and Kernel listen attentively while I scratch ain

"The same old rubbish," Kernel ," Beranabus says without any real hope

The earwig babbles rapidly, panicked

"Spare you?" Beranabus muses, as if it&039;s a novel idea "Why should we?"

More squeaks and splutters

"Very well," Beranabus says after a short pause "But if you discover so and don&039;t tell us" There&039;s no need for hiician is feared in this universe of horrors The earwig knows the h

I withdraw &039;s shell and juloomy realm, no sun in the dark purple sky The land around us is like a desert I make my hand hard and jab it into the dry earth, over and over, cleaning the green blood fro that When I&039;h into the next zone, in search of more demons to pump for information about the elusive, ominous Shadow