The Unholy Alliance
As Adam shared his plan with his subjects and descended from the tree to set up his ambush, infernal flames propagated like wildfire deep inside the tunnel.
In their dance, banishing the usual darkness, they illuminated a cloaked kobold's face, revealing its reptilian head and sparkling eyes.
"Bath in the flames, Guldock. You'll gain power beyond your wildest dream. Enough to defend your ancestor's honor and obliterate the fool who dared to desecrate their blood."
An unsettling yet charming voice reverberated, its enticing tone and mastery of emotions striking at the kobold's hidden desires.
Mesmerised by its allure and the promise of power, his fingers itched towards a sizzling tongue, and his heart pounded in his chest.
However, his son gripped his arm, stopping it in its tracks, and squinted at the brazier.
"Tell us, demon King Baal. What do we have to pay to acquire these powers?"