Triam
Triam made his way to where the hounds were. They whined as he walked in, as they sensed his rage. He tried to calm himself down and closed his eyes. He tried to teleport into Fallen’s room, but he staggered back as if he slammed into a wall. He looked around him and he was still in the stables. He looked around him confused. He tried again. And when it happened again, he gritted his teeth to keep himself from screaming. Something was keeping him out of Fallen’s room. He’d experienced the same thing when they went to capture Mortus, but something prevented him from teleporting inside the demon’s house. The same thing was happening now. And he could guess who did it. Luk. And the demon king knew he couldn’t go to Fallen’s room because he posted guards there.
Fuck, Triam groaned as
