Fyrola
I watched Jack walk up to his little stage smiling and a shiver ran down my spine. Our world had been a mess since that mutt stole the power of the first, and I could see something was brewing with Jack, but I didn’t have proof.
When he announced himself the new ruler, I wasn’t surprised. The demons that had promised me their loyalty did when I didn’t step up and Orin was mumbling insults next to me, but I just watched Jack for a moment before turning around and walking out.
Orin and my followers walked out with me. I mean, what exactly was Jack going to do about it? He didn’t have the power of the first, and he wasn’t stronger than me. It would have been nice to have him at my side, but it was what it was, and I wasn’t going to hang around and pretend that I agreed with him.
