Helen slowly lets go of Max’s arms. She squeezes out her reply in a tiny voice, “The ingredient needed is the horn of a powerful demon,” she said.
“How in the hell are we supposed to get that?”
Max was expecting to hear something that could be possible to get and not something that would be impossible. This is a death wish.
“This is why we shouldn’t vanquish any of the demon princes.” Helen leans on the spandrel of the stairs and continued in a refined voice. “We need to capture one of them alive and take the horn before vanquishing them.”
Max shook his head and giggled. “If I’m not mistaken, you want us to capture Beelzebub?” He started walking up to Helen with his gaze fixed on him.
“Beelzebub isn’t the only demon prince.” Helen folds her arms. “Abezethibou and Asmodeus are on the l
