Ruvian raised his eyes again, calmly looking straight into the demon's gaze.
Of course, there was no chance he would blindly trust these bastard demons, and even less chance that they would truly follow the deal.
He understood them too well.
The moment the demon released Silvena and he let go of the ring at the same time, they would attack without hesitation.
Both of them would be killed in that single moment, quick and clean.
That was simply how demons were.
Nothing pleased them more than deception — letting hope grow in their victims, only to crush it right after.
Promises, deals, mercy… all of it meant nothing to them.
Ruvian knew this very clearly. And because of that… he had never planned to play a fair game from the start.
"On the final count," the demon said, "you will throw the ring, and my comrade over there will let go of your woman."
