"So what is your answer, little man." The gigantic fiend looked down at Sato.
Apparently, it wasn't bothered about Sato's silence as it had much patience when dealing with this manner. It even reduced the amount of disdain it had on its face in a bid to get Sato to side with it. In its own opinion, Sato would help it after all, who would choose death over an opportunity to turn their life around.
"Hmph." Sato smirked.
"It seems like all the years you've been locked up here has resulted in you losing your IQ. They say wisdom comes with age but I don't you got any wiser in your time spent here alone." Sato mocked.
"What did you say?!!!" The fiend yelled as the chains holding it in place began to quiver as if they would break apart any moment from now.
Sato grimaced as he saw this but he soon relaxed. This was because the mythical inscriptions on the chains glowed with golden divine light and the quivering stopped as the chains tightened, minimizing the space the fiend could work with.
"As expected, you're nothing but a paper tiger."
After saying that, Sato paid the demon no heed as he tried to figure eight the secret of leaving this place as well as taking the black sword for himself.
"You!!!"
The fiend was vexed to the point of producing steam however it wasn't able to make any move with the chains tightened.
"Do you want to die?! Apologize now and set me free and I might just forgive you."
Sato smirked as he heard those words but he didn't bother replying to them.
The fiend seethed with fury but it didn't make any move or rather, it couldn't.
'Did he see through my plot? But how?' It began to feel worried.
In truth, the demon was as Sato had thought; it was completely powerless within the seal. There was no way Worrus would have let Sato in if the demon still possessed some of its abilities as that would be no different from sending Sato to his grave. In fact, the seal was recently reinforced so it could be said to be at its strongest right now.
The aura the fiend had released earlier was actually the tiny bit of energy it had managed to gather up all these years. When Sato's consciousness was transported into the seal, as the original resident of the dimension, the demon was able to discover him before Sato could realise anything. In that millisecond just before Sato became aware of his surrounding, it came up with the idea of scaring Sato and using him to free itself from the seal. It gathered up the last dregs of its energy and used it to pressure Sato, simulating a situation that made it look as if the seal wasn't so secure and making Sato feel as if he could be killed at any second depending on the demon's thoughts. Just when the energy was almost depleted, it then withdrew it back in the guise of permitting Sato to respond. From a certain viewpoint, the plot of the demon was flawless and perfect. However, its target was the pro-gamer, Sato aka Sky Blade.
If it were anyone a bit slow in realising some of the little discrepancies, they would be scared of the demon and feel threatened especially after experiencing its aura. In the end, they would do as the demon ordered and end up freeing it from the seal. Sadly for the fiend though, Sato saw through its plot.
Realizing that its trick had been seen through, the demon lost its patience.
"You bastard! Set me free this instant. Set me free or when I get out I will burn your entire family line to ashes. I will lock your soul and the souls of all you've loved and torture them for hundreds, no, thousands of years. Let me out this instant or my fury will rain on you!!!"
While the threatening words of the demon were quite vile and menacing, Sato didn't bother with them. This was a game; his loved ones weren't even in the game. Even if they were, they would only appear as an avatar. There was no way the demon could seal their souls and torture them for years.
In regards to this, Sato felt like the demon was just spewing pointless crap so he wasn't inclined to keep listening to it.
'This dimension seems limitless but I can't waste time trying to explore it. The key to wielding the sword should lie close by or it might be with the demon.' Sato pondered.
'If the demon is the sword spirit, then that means that to wield the sword, I will need its acknowledgement.' Sato frowned.
Sato guessed that to gain its acknowledgement, he would have to free it. However, there was no way he would do such as the risks were too much. Truthfully, even if he wanted, he most likely couldn't. It was quite possible that Worrus was monitoring everything here from the outside after all, even with the seal, it was still quite risky to let Sato approach the demon. In other words, whatever happened here would be seen by him, and Worrus would never let Sato unlock the seal.
Have it as it may, Sato's conjecture was surprisingly correct.
"He didn't fall for it. As expected of the young lord." Saimon said.
"Hmm." Worrus nodded expressionlessly.
The two were at the entrance of the hall but even with the substantial distance between them, they could see what was happening within the sword's inner dimension.
At the top of the altar was Sato's physical body, which was still in the same pose as he was when he grabbed the sword. The obsidian within the sword's hilt was glowing a bit and it was this very gem that Worrus and Saimon had focused their gaze on.
"It should be expected of him. Falling for such a cheap little trick would be demeaning to one who is to inherit my people's legacy."
"Indeed." Saimon smiled as he heard this however deep down, he was feeling happy for Sato.
If Sato had ended up succumbing to the demon's threat, not only would he lose the ultimate reward but he would lose everything he had gained from the Caventry so far, and this includes the physical components as well as access to the Hall of Grey Chaplains.
Back to the dimension
'If that's the case...' Sato began racking his brain for an idea when one suddenly popped up in his head.
"Hey. Let's make a deal."
"Hmm?" The demon, though still angry at him, glanced at Sato with a hint of surprise. Even though it hated him to the bones and looked down on Sato, the words he had said had managed to garner its attention.
"I will set you free from your seal, in exchange that you grant me the power to wield the sword."