A Healing Hand
After calming everyone down by downplaying the dangers, he clapped his hands and offered them a shaky smile.
"Don't worry about anything. My arm will recover before you even notice it." He pointed his fingers at the altar, throwing them a meaningful glance. "Don't tell me you're delaying breakfast to work later. Chop-chop, the distillery won't build itself on its own, and I'm sure you're all eager to taste some fine wine."
Garduck threw him a suspicious glance, clearly unconvinced by the explanation. Still, he followed the command and helped make the others leave.
Then, Adam told him about the nine hundred new demons he had summoned and asked him to form them as they walked to the altar.