Chapter 61

Gary puts the key on his chest, clearly visible to anyone looking at him, and they both enter the room.

There was nothing scary there. There were tables and tables as far as the eye could see, of the most delicious delicacies. Sweets, exotic treats, hunting pieces, everything. Everything they could imagine was there and there were hundreds at the table eating.

- You can't call this eating. – Gary says to Lucifron. Not even the Romans at their eating-until-you-vomit banquets ate like this.

Locifron looks at the souls eating. Yes, it was true. They ate by filling their hands and mouths with food. All visible parts were dirty with food, and even in total abundance, they fought for the same piece of food.

- How come so much food, instead of making me hungry, makes me sick? – Lucifron asks.

- The best thing is to start looking for the soul near the walls, closets, and shelves. Lucifer doesn't put it next to the tables. With their gluttony, they could eat it.

Lucifron nods, and they separat