Chapter 124 - One-Hundred-Thirteen (2/2)
”Anyway, as I said before, there are many kins inside the demon category, most are put together by convenience by humans, and even elves are called that in some places.”
”Indeed we are.” Says the elder, but my eyes cannot stop from glancing at Leonel, who suffered such reality up close and personal.
”And as such there are many types of demons who, being so outnumbered, have to stay together to survive, and others, like my kind, are capable of blending in with human society. However, what demons have in common is their unusual magic, or unique magic as some may say, and some are passed by kin, like mine, but others are simply born with it; we even had humans as Demon Lords before, consumed by their dark magic enough so to be categorized as one of us. The unique always suffer in face of others for their differences.”
As she keeps talking I'm reminded of a creature I fought a long, long time ago, that started using necromancy after the loss of his lover, and I'm sure he must have been viewed as a demon at some point too; only that I'm left to wonder if it had been for liking a man or for dealing with necromancy.
Everything Hel says is very interesting… but doesn't help me much, especially when she starts to list demons, names and characteristics at an overwhelming speed, making the elder take notes on the side.
”There are the Mamon, low greedy demons that are good spies, but have no loyalty except for money. Asmodeus, a medium to high demon, is a nasty beast, very rare to find but very…easy to notice, he is a l.u.s.tful devil, strong body, more beast than man, not very intelligent, but very ugly.
”Aquiel, low demon, a pestering demon, good spy too, but annoying to deal with since he has a childish behavior and likes to annoy, making it easy to bait. Agares, medium to high, strong opponent, one of the few demons that are intelligent, used to command and-”
That's the point where I stop paying attention for the lack of memory space, only the name of those creatures is already enough to overwhelm me, so no point in trying to keep all that information in, learning only about their general behavior pattern; but even that has its limits in usefulness since they were as different as people, or rather, even more if you think about how many species were mixed together in the same category.
My attention, however, is caught again once she mentions something that sounds quite familiar.
”There are things called Nevlar, translated as the Call of Death, that lingers under. If you think our reality is a thin layer, then they lay under that, waiting to be invited in, with not enough strength to stay on their own. They need someone to feed them, to keep them corporeal, and many times are used to…possess bodies, so that way they can stay in our reality for longer.”
Those sounded much like the puppets we saw before, the ones that took the lives of many, including my dear deer friend, Elfihe.
”They are common weapons for the dark practitioners such as dark elves and demons, so it would be advisable to use magic or have some magical weapon to deal with them since corporeal attacks will only damage the holster of the dark energy, not the Nevlar themselves.”
She opens her mouth to keep going, adding questions upon questions in my mind, but the elder suddenly closes his little notebook, bringing the attention to his stiff face.
”That's enough for now Miss. Helraya. We can continue later if you will, for now you have to deal with the situation you promise us.”
We give each other a quick glance, all sharing dislike towards this arrogant elder, but I cannot start another argument since we decided to plan this rescue better before doing anything harsh, so no harm is done in having her work on Aeglos and the elves before that.
I just hope we are not late yet again…