"Your service can indeed earn you limited freedom, but I don't entirely trust your character," Lynch shook the Powerful Wand and said, "Even an oath, I cannot completely believe, after all, it comes from the mouth of a lich. How about this, you hand over the Life Box to me, and I won't use the Necroman Magic Pearl against you."
"This... is actually the Necroman Magic Pearl?" The Witch Demon's mouth gaped wide, finally understanding where the fear in its heart came from. It thought for a moment, then removed one of its teeth. Crushing it forcefully, a small rectangular box lay in its palm.
"Instant summoning?" Lynch took the Life Box and withdrew the wand, "It seems you really have quite a few good things; this spell is very rare now."
As soon as the Undead Magic Bead moved away from its sight, the Witch Demon quickly extended its hand and gripped Lynch's neck, its bony fingers tightly grasping his throat, preventing the mage from uttering any spell.
