Chapter 2. The Struggle

"Damn, you were one...come on Dariel would want to meet you." The cupid gargoyle fellow walked before me, he didn't thank me for rescuing him. But hey... I guess in the pit of hell there was no need for manners.

We eventually reached their so-called camp, it was hidden inside the caves molded into the stone mountains. It was surrounded by trenches of hot molten lava coursing through its path.

"Why are we not bursting into flames by now? that lava looked boiling hot." I questioned Savaric.

But he just gestured to his own body then to mine. Mmhh...hmm... hell power it is then.

He introduced me to several beings there, he said that they were all human once. I saw less than ten creatures there, each with different shapes and sizes. Dariel was the first one who greeted me.

"You might as well get yourself settled here, it'll be a while for you." The red looking man said to me, he was the one with the most human features from the rest of us.