He wasn't a mindless demon.
He was human and at least, he looked like one.
A man with pale silver hair that reached his shoulders.
His skin was faintly gray, marked with thin black veins that pulsed with energy. He wore tattered armor, engraved with runes that shimmered like fire.
A sword hung loosely in his right hand.
"I am Zereth Kaine," he said. "Rank B Demon of the Abyssal Legion. Keeper of the Shard Balance."
Even Kael froze for a moment. He had read that name before.
In the novel's future chapters — a powerful demon general who was supposed to appear two years later, during the War of the Third Seal.
(He shouldn't be here yet,) Kael thought. (The timeline… it's breaking apart.)
(if he is Zereth that means i have stolen his skill form that ruins)
Zereth's crimson gaze moved from Kael to the rest. "One of you carries what does not belong to your kind. Return the shard," he said slowly.
No one moved.
