“You’re all strong, and that’s good ‘cause I need you to kill the demons.

That’s why it’d be a loss to kill you,” Daniel said.

“So fuck… off.” He smiled at Darius ‘the Butcher of Lemora’ Wyattson and Sycount Trent, then at the other “heroes” who died without honor or distinction in his last life.

He smiled, oh, yes, he did smile—