I stared at the king who stood in front of me with a smirk on his face. I flinched upon hearing the tortured scream from Orion, the same time as he took a step forward. I thrashed in the chains, growling and becoming more and more angry. "Who're you?" He demanded in a booming voice, bending down by the devil's trap. "Who are you?" I retaliated. ●○●○ Solomon was always deemed as the great king and sorcerer, with over seventy two pacts and knowledge directly from Michael and God himself. The thrill he felt when he made his thirty second pact was chilling, however, has he bitten off more than he can chew this time?