• Since we didn’t have anything better to do,
    Iratu and I began to explore The Ring of the Slightly Damned.
    Seymour said that this entire place was outside of the gates of “real” Hell.
    It seemed like this ring had been totally abandoned,
    Because we didn’t see anyone for a very long time.
    Until one day…
    “Darius, look!” Iratu was yelling to me “I found somebody!”
    “What? Iratu be careful!” I was cautious because I didn’t know if it would be an Angel trying to kill Iratu or a Demon trying to kill me.
    “I don’t think she’s dangerous.” Iratu replied
    It was another young demon.
    I could tell from her wings that she was a wind elemental, unlike Iratu.
    But for some reason, her wings were limp and tattered.
    When we found her, she was trembling with fear.
    “We will not harm you…” I had told the small demon.
    She had started crying that was so loud it seemed it could shatter an ear drum, yet we ignored the pain of it.
    “Way to go.” Iratu had responded “I think your ugly face made her cry.”