He was surprised Lazarak did not know of the twelve Pillars, but then again even he had only heard about them from the Outsiders. Damon scratched the back of his head lightly, his brows drawing inward. It seemed to be common knowledge outside their world, but here even a god like Lazarak did not know.
However Lazarak had theorized the existence of the Pillars but had not been sure. He only knew of the Pillar of Conflict.
Damon sighed with a thin smile, resting his elbows on his knees as he leaned forward slightly.
"You owe me one for this. I will tell you, but you have to do something for me."
Lazarak looked at Damon, then down at his own small body. He curled his fingers against his chest, swallowing visibly. Slowly he placed a hand over his chest with a soft whimper.
"I... I am still in a child's form... but if you insist on having my beautiful body, so be it... just be gentle. It is my first time."
Damon stared at him with a deadpan expression. His eye twitched.
