Tommy didn't loosen his grip, the devil's throat pulsed against his palm, the single eye darting between Tommy's face and the gauntlet still gleaming white at his side.
"Speak" Tommy said. "And if you try to trick me, I'll crush your windpipe"
"There will be no tricks, I'm wise enough to know when I'm outmatched! I swear it on the Second Flame." The devil's voice was hoarse, desperate. "I was hunting near the old ruins a few days ago when I noticed something." It swallowed hard against Tommy's grip. "Shadow Demon Valley has opened. Normally, it wouldn't open for the next 3 years but somehow, a few days ago it just opened, I can take you there"
"... Shadow Demon valley, what's that?" Tommy asked.
The Shadow Demon valley opens every ten years, a land of treasure and danger, and also a rift between your world and this one."
Tommy's eyes narrowed. "A rift."
