![]() ![]() ![]() "Can I help?" Seth asked, doubting whether anything from the medicine cabinet would do the trick. The demon trembled, then his elbow collapsed and he flopped flat against the ground. "I'm sorry," Seth said, mildly surprised to find he really meant it. Whatever crimes Graulas may have committed in the past, the moribund demon had always treated Seth well. After becoming intrigued by Seth's unusual exploits and successes, Graulas had helped him figure out how to stop the shadow plague, and had further assisted him in learning to use his newfound abilities as a shadow charmer. ![]() But the demon had taken a liking to Seth. Most good people would be relieved to hear of his demise. Graulas had never tried to hide his nefarious past. After spitting out a thick wad of phlegm, he spoke again, his voice little more than a whisper. The demon wheezed and coughed, a cloud of dust rising from his lumpy frame. ![]()
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