Fantasy Drabble #292 “Infernal”

“Tell me something,” he began, as he sipped his coffee. The demon didn’t respond, only glared and rattled the chains. “Shouldn’t you be trying to make some sort of deal by now? Some favor for your freedom?”

The demon snorted and then hissed, “There will be no deal, mortal. The moment I am free I shall cut you to ribbons.”

“‘Shall’? Who talks like that? It’s a new world, pal: those chains are steel. Your ass isn’t going anywhere.”

The demon snorted again, strained at his bonds, and gave up. “Fine. What are your terms.”

“Let’s talk money. And power.”

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