The Village Chief's efforts had been admirable, but he simply had come over far too late.
Jack had already subjugated the Devil when the man had barged in the magic circle.
As for the rest, it had been challenging! Well, the tricking part had been easy. The hard part had been not to erupt in mad laughter!
After the Devil and the Chief reached an agreement, the people inside the dream world were freed.
They had all appeared in a room heavy with a blood mist. The walls, the ceiling, the floor, and the air was full of blood! As if that wasn't enough, the devilish energy gave it a horrifying glow.
The players were all gone, all fucking dead!
There remained only the villagers that were peering at the altar, their faces pale. Their state became even worse when they saw the demonic Chief coming back victoriously.