Knowing him, he’d probably be a mouthbreathing JERK and YELL at you a lot! Spindly little wretch. There’ll be HELL to pay one of these days, he can be certain of that!

Though… he’d also probably make a plan, right? Concoct some hare-brained scheme that would take the GREATER DEMON completely by surprise… and totally work out somehow in the end!

So cool...

FOCUS, Rezzie! It’s not a bad idea… and you DO want to test out a few of those SPELLS you gained knowledge of from that old tub of bones-

WAIT WAIT WAIT, you groan, this you HAVE to ask about!

In a shocking display of self-control, Rezalith merely lets out a long, weary sigh at your interruption. “Ask about WHAT, AnTOOL.”

SPELLS, you exclaim! Since when can she do MAGIC?!

“Yea, that’s news to me!” Adds Volka with a nod! “I mean… I knew you were a demon an’ all, but-”

“Ugh, I KNEW you’d ask about this…” Grumbles the hellion as her wings flutter behind her in growing frustration! “I knew it the minute I woke up this morning! AnTWERP!”

Quit pouting and spill the beans already, you groan as the devil sits sulking with her arms crossed and brow furrowed!

“Fiiiiiiiine,” Huffs the hellspawn, “When I was down in that hole a few days ago I met some old dead magic man who gave me everything he knew about magic, okay?” Her head jerks to the side. “A girl can’t have any secrets anymore… stupid, rotten Anton...”

You WHAT!? Before you can interrogate her further, you feel a small claw hold you back!

“Anton, dear, take it easy.” TT coos, giving you a few reassuring pats on the chest. “On that note,” The Spinner adds, “WHAT THE HELLS, REZZIE!? YOU MET AN UNDEAD WIZARD AND DIDN’T TELL US!?”

She’s standing on the chair now… oh boy, don’t fall!

“WHAT WAS HIS NAME!? WHEN WAS HE FROM!?”

“I didn’t ask!” Shrugs the demon indignantly! “Should I have?”

“YES!”
YES!

Rezzie nearly falls out of the back of her recliner at your sudden shouts! “Okay, OKAY, she howls, “I thought that kind of thing happened a lot in this dumb world! ‘Sorry’!”

“UuuUUgghhh, it’ll be impossible to find that place again too!” TT groans, clutching her head in dismay! “Imagine what I could’ve LEARNED! I could’ve been set for life-”

Ahem.

“Oh… I mean WE!” Sputters the Spinner with wide eyes! “A-all of us! We coulda’ lived like royalty!”

“Awww, well I don’t think I’d like to be royalty, to be perfectly honest…” Mutters Volka with a sheepish look on her face! “Seems like a lotta’ responsibility an-”

“I mean the rich part, Volkie. We’d be stinking rich.”

“Ooh!” The Skog remarks, her yellow eyes glowing like truck headlights, “Well sign me up fer’ that! Stinkin’!”

>CONTD.