Alastor strolled on for a few more steps before melting into shadow to catch up to his quarry. Really, her screams were long overdue to join his broadcast.

He was building quite a choir of agony.

He cut ahead of her the streetlight flickering. He disappeared and reappeared with the light. Red veves hovered around him as his shadow covered the wall.

The overlord recoiled in fear. "We can make a Deal! You want souls? I've got plenty! Take your pick!"