151 Syryn's Hero

"Anti mage?" Signus cocked his head to the side. "Doesn't matter. Nobody can save you."

Syryn knew Rowan would find him soon. He just had to talk a little more, delay his death by a minute or so.

"I have a last wish," Syryn held onto Signus' arm to support the weight that his neck was bearing. They were floating a few metres off the ground and the added pull of gravity was stressing his neck.

"What wish?"

"I think we should have sex, Signus."

Syryn's ridiculous wish gave the demon pause. It was wild, the wildest that any of his victims behaved. Usually, they begged for mercy and that bored him. Signus would have snuffed out Syryn's life immediately if he had done something as silly as begging for his life.

"I can fulfil your last wish," the fire filled mouth gaped with sadistic delight. "My fire will consume you from the inside."