Arriel was still in a bout of awe at the creature of the crystal, Kokuei. Such a being as the first Human to even be permitted Daemonhood was surely to be among the most powerful of creatures in the whole land, maybe not as powerful as the very king of Daemons himself however, as to be expected. When she heard his words<span style="color: #FF0000"> ‘Does my presence bother you? I'm truly not as cruel the legends say I am... Well at least not always. I Owe the Shadousamonā my freedom, so I assure you that you are in no danger’ </span>She very nearly sighed with utter relief. Perhaps he was not quite as fickle as she first thought of him. Though Daemons could be expert liars when needed, meaning that she forever will be keeping an open eye.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FFFF">“It does not bother me, just that Daemons, especially the more powerful of them, are often fickle, not that I think of you as dishonest.” </span>Arriel nearly cursed after finishing her words, she had nearly tripped over her own explanation, which in this case could have proved fatal.<br/><br/>When the Daemon snapped his fingers once more, Arriel looked behind her, to see that the Dark Lord made from Essence crystals rise once more, his pain apparently dissipating.<span style="color: #00FFFF"> “My own goals?” </span>She asked at first, when the Daemon questioned her reasons for joining the Shadousamonā in the first place.<span style="color: #00FFFF"> “Well, ghosts, such as me, are often brought into being through deaths that are…unusual. The only way for us to rest truly, is to fulfil a task that is usually rather difficult. My own task is to slay every one of the villagers than killed me…and every one of their descendants…”</span>