Abasdarhon's Castle

The demon merely nodded silently and, in his thoughts, lamented his fate once again. Beloroth had already grown accustomed to his master's habit of visiting almost every shop when they arrived in a new city. The warrior didn't know if Tarion found this directly interesting or simply calming, but the fact remained – the elf spent a lot of time shopping. Too much. And the demon himself, in contrast to his master, found this activity quite boring. A fierce battle and the severing of enemy heads – that was a completely different matter. Even if the mortal creatures were too weak to compete with him on equal terms. Besides, quantity, to some extent, could compensate for quality. At least when it came to the number of opponents. However, the number of shops visited had a purely negative effect on the quality of these walks.