"...A possessed cretin just lead an innocent to death, and you would help him?" [i]Abram would go silent, before sighing, then slamming down the longsword into the earth. The sigil upon his helmet shook with a vibrant crimson energy, before he shook himself, grunting in pain before going still.[/i] [b]They will die by your hand.[/b] [i]That was all that the cruel demon would say.[/i]