Return the other half (part one)

"You would have done it too. Made the deal. Floating in the void of darkness for thousands of years… It's so lonely, so cold. In that purgatory, you would do anything to grant yourself freedom. Anything."

For a moment Val begins to turn away, no longer bearing to look at the pitiful girl who calls out to him at the bottom of the dais. But then he stops, a muscle in his jaw popping as he tilts his head back round.

"You see, that is where you are wrong, Lyla," he smiles, but there is no warmth behind it. "Unlike you I would not exchange my life for anothers. Nor would I betray my companions. Not for freedom. Not for power. I had hoped you would do the same," he pauses for another moment, his lip twitching with disgust. "It seems like I was wrong."

Snapping his fingers, he calls the Demon Lords into action. Swords are sheathed as the demon lords press into Lyla, cocooning her between them until she is trapped like a fly in a spiders web against their forms.