"Then tell us what you seek," I ask, my voice stronger than Caleb's but laced with trepidation.
"A debt of blood, a promise of servitude. A lineage bound to my will."
My mouth goes dry at its words. We knew the risks, the price of delving into realms beyond our own. But hearing it spoken aloud by the entity itself casts a shadow over any courage I had mustered.
Caleb's hand is slick with sweat in my own. "We didn't agree to sacrifice our son," he protests, his voice rising in desperation, a stark contrast to the demon's calculated coldness.
"Didn't you?" The room seems to close in around us with the weight of those words. "The terms were clear. A soul for a soul. Power for obedience."
"Power..." Electra echoes faintly, and I can feel her trembling through our linked hands. "But at wha
