Chapter 90

Dacre

The being kicked at Yesmir again and it began to wither and move.

I felt my eyes were definitely not working which is why I blinked and rubbed them but the scene in front of me did not change.

Yesmir wailed and the being in front of me slapped him hard, making the sack that was covering his face, fall away.

Yesmir placed a hand on his cheek and to my horror, I saw that the hand was green, just like the rest of his body.

Most importantly, he looked small and fragile…as if he was a newly born baby and not a grown up demon.

My mind began to work furiously as Yesmir pleaded in a hoarse voice, “please…don't”

He said but the being whom I assumed to be a male occultist slapped Yesmir again who sobbed bitterly.

“Don’t argue”

The occultist spat on Yesmir’s face as the demon child sobbed bitterly.

There was no doubt that Yesmir wasn’t human or any other supernatural creature. As far as I knew, no vampire, werewolf, or other living creature was green in color, had no hide or fur on its bod