| Viktor flinched at Auric's touch.
"Please don't do that...and I never said I couldn't fight...just that I do not wish to. There is nothing to be gained from murder...if only these brigands could see that."
He looked around at the corpses strewn everywhere, and at the blood on his own left hand. The demon's arm had retreated fully, leaving the evidence of the hellish deeds it had done on his own skin.
Viktor put his arm back beneath his cloak and hung his head. |