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Damien wasn’t very surprised to find Brian dragging Robin all the way outside. The guy was dying from stupid flowers growing in his chest, and all he could think about, was being a little sissy about it. It made Damien snort as he watched and waited. “Alright, my dad’s said they would take a look at the Noob. Cause apparently that curse is rare as fuck and they gotta see it for themselves to give us any clues. That means we gotta go to my dad’s palace.”
Damien didn’t sound too excited about going back to the Palace, but it wasn’t that big of a deal to him. Not if that was the easiest way to fix their human, before the flowers off’d him. Like he was gonna give a flower even a single kill.
“They said they’d send a carriage cause you can’t just reach it by car and-- Ah, there it is.” As expected from the King’s of the eight circle, the carriage came as a black, wooden contraption of skulls and spikes, pulled by a giant dragon. The ‘driver’ was a shadowy figer that had its hood up, bony claws clutching the reins as it bowed its head to Damien and his friends.
The devil merely ignored the gesture and hopped inside. “Come on, move it!”
