Allen's expression changed slightly.
"The human you brought back from the land of the living..." The warden hesitated for a moment before forcing the words out. "He has awakened."
Silence descended over the Royal Meeting Hall. Zanki and the other demons remained kneeling, watching their king as the coldness gradually disappeared from Allen's face.
A smile slowly formed on his lips.
"Finally... the last sacrifice of my life."
Allen leaned back against his throne, his golden eyes remaining fixed on the kneeling warden. After centuries of searching and countless failed rituals, the one existence he had sought for so long was finally within his grasp. For the first time that night, his satisfaction was impossible to conceal.
"Excellent work," Allen said, his voice unusually pleased. "Make sure the human is treated well. I will not tolerate even the slightest harm coming to him before the ritual begins. Is that understood?"
