A Young Man, Together With the One He Deems His Master
Dale brought his left hand close to his face. He clenched it once, then opened it up again.
He repeated this action a few times, then let the magic coursing through his body accumulate into that one spot.
Though faint and hard to make out, he could see what appeared to be an array of letters on the back of his hand. They formed words written in an unfamiliar tongue.
“The language demons use is a lot like a magic incantation. Their words have a high affinity for magic.”