The Trickster Demon looked quite energetic as it lugged a crystal twice its size toward me. Its tiny muscles bulged as it moved the heavy crystal. The newborn demon only stopped when it stood before me, chest pushed out, trying way too hard not to breathe loudly.
Maybe, if not for the exhaustion in its eyes, I would have been fooled.
"We cannot bring that much with us. It will only slow us down." I tried to explain to the Trickster Demon, but my words met deaf ears. All the demon did was return to the pile of goodies and come back with more shimmering gemstones. It waved them before me, which made me curse.
And when I took its valuables away to return them to the pile, it snapped at me and snarled, shouting in Demonic, which I still wasn't proficient in.
Do I have to learn their language? I sighed deeply, studying the little bugger who leaped back into the pile of gemstones and came back with an even larger handful.
