I never thought I'd say something like this, but... if I'm still alive, it's only thanks to Frank Pyton.
The night I was attacked by that masked Monster Slayer, I was saved by that mysterious creature with pitch-black skin, horns, and black-and-red flames wrapped around its barbed tail and claws.
Ever since that night, I've been wondering what the fuck it was... and why it stepped in to save me.
Now I finally have my answer.
His name is Philip Serghel. Along with Joe Callhan, he's one of Frank's two most trusted enforcers.
Unlike that bald idiot Joe, Philip isn't from Elyndra.
He belongs to a race known as the Tieflings, demons native to the Realm of the Dead.
Honestly, finding out where Philip came from was probably the biggest surprise of all.
I never imagined a place like that actually existed. Knowing there's something after death is strangely comforting.
