Hermann Siegel, the adventurer's guild master, filled out different papers and documents, he was really tired. As if he didn't have enough problems with the organization under his leadership, he now had to deal with the newly arisen problem, not to mention that his friend got caught up in one of his annoying practices once again.
he and the surrounding adventurers could barely hold Balther to prevent him from licking the demon, monster, head or whatever it was.
Hermann was still in shock to see that severed head and the black blood still gushing from the remains.
'A malformed head that no mortal being should look at. Scaly, with fangs and spikes. The eyes of the misty creature without pupils, without the light of a living being. Emitting a terrible aura, it only promised the deepest all-consuming darkness. His teeth like saw, almost unnecessary. With a forked tongue, he was in fact the incarnation of a demon. '