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The demon laughed. Oh how he laughed. Here he was, dealing with quite an interesting person. A witch, or sorcerer, or whatever this person might be. It was enough to intrigue the demon.
“You don’t trust me?” Maxwell replied, still chuckling softly under his breath. “A pity that. Being unable to trust someone on their word isn’t exactly a sign of good character.”
Still, it was a bit unbecoming to be quite forceful at the start, and the demon conceded. “Very well, you asked a question, and I shall answer. But before I answer, may I at least request that we have some... better surroundings? I wouldn’t want to bore you with small details in such a place like this.”














