Xior approached the palace slowly, he had took off the clothes of the demon generals and had gotten himself a new sword as well.
The door to the palace opened itself, he entered it and arrived at a huge hall with stairways leading up and corridors on the left and right leading to the other places. At the far edge of the hall stood Andromalius, his pale white skin glistening under the light inside.
"Welcome to my humble abode, uncalled visitor. May I ask the purpose of your visit?" He questioned while turning towards him.
"I came here because before dying this one told me that you won't let me live if I killed him." Xior responded as he threw the severed head he had originally carried.
The head was of a boy, around nineteen with hair which looked like snakes and the same pale white skin as Andromalius. One of his snakes lowered itself and grabbed the head in its mouth and brought it to him.
