"Your Majesty."
Alka nodded and then pointed to the demon bound by chains held by two Ghost Soldiers.
"Take him into the furnace."
The mist glanced at the demon, swaying slightly.
Henggs waved his hand at the situation, and the two Ghost Soldiers silently released the chains.
The demon, clearly possessing some knowledge, seemed to recognize the environment of the Dream Realm and the misty entity before it.
As soon as the chains were released, it began to dodge throughout the Mirror Space of the Dream Realm, attempting to escape.
But its mouth remained bound.
Finally, it broke free from the binding on its mouth, and in an instant, the cloud-like dream creature turned into something resembling a rope, firmly binding the demon.
"Damn humans, what do you intend to do? No! You can't take me into the Dream Realm! Let me go! The Abyss will curse you!"
Clearly, this demon was not as reckless and bloodthirsty as most of its kind.
