"I did nothi-" [i]Abram's worried tone, as he had no clue of what the demon was doing, was suddenly interrupted by that raspy voice still screeching. The forest shook, as Abram took the time to slam the helmet onto his head and allow his hand to grab his sword.[/i] [i]Damn you, demon. Demon![/i] "[b]Out of your head? The only way for that is to cut [i]off[/i] your head, vermin.[/b]" [i]The being rasped into Gregor's mind, still prying away at him from within, searching into him with a dark curiosity.[/i]