Whew!

Darryl struggled to stand as he slowly walked to the stone door and tried to push it open.

When he made contact with the spell lining the door, a sharp bloody ray of light shot out. Darryl felt an enormous force come down upon him, which sent him flying.

"Ugh…" Darryl landed against the wall as blood sprayed from his mouth. His vision darkened. The impact almost knocked him out.

Motherf*cker!

Darryl gritted his teeth, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. He stared at the seal on the door in shock and rage.

The fiend folks' seals were that powerful?

He would not be able to break the seal as long as his fairy soul had not recovered. Would he die there?

Just as Darryl pondered that in increasing agony, someone pushed the door open. A slim figure walked into the room. She had delicate features but with an icy expression all over them.

It was one of the twelve Fiend Martyrs, Morticia.

It was her?

It was undeniable that Morticia was a beautiful woman. Darryl had be