Ronald

Ronald stood, paralyzed. His mind was reeling with the images that had unfolded before his eyes: the story of God and his two sons, Jabal and Luzbel. He understood now that Luzbel had been unfairly locked away and knew, in his heart, the powers he would possess if he helped his new master to be free.

Shaking himself, Ronald realized he had been crying softly. He passed a hand over his face and saw the cavern walls surrounding him once again. He flew straight to the Duke, hugging him tightly.

"Thank you, Duke. Thank you for choosing me to be one of your soldiers. I'll do my best to free our master," sobbed Ronald.

The sound of wings fluttering had Ronald raising his head. Three winged levitated around them, and bowed before the Duke. Moving away from Ronald, the Duke surveyed the winged men, his eyes cold and unfeeling.

"What are you doing here? I did not give my authorization for this."

"We have a problem."