"Foolish human!" the demon's voice was like dry leaves and venom as it spat the words, "soon, my darkness shall cover your pathetic world!"

"You really think I'm scared of the dark?" her voice was laden with unhidden skepticism.

"You should be, human," it sneered, "I shall return this world to the dark from whence it came. Darkness is eternal. All powerful! You cannot stop it! I will—“

Its last sentence was cut off abruptly as she switched on a light.


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