"Loyalty is touching," S said with a slight smile. "But confidence doesn't stop ice magic from freezing your blood solid. Still, I suppose blind faith has its uses."
They fell into silence after that, the three of them watching the distant castle while Corvin performed his reconnaissance.
Fluffy settled down into a resting position, the hellhound's warmth creating a bubble of heat against the cold air.
Jack used the time to review what he knew about Pho from S's intelligence reports.
The Deathfrost Demon had built his power through centuries of careful manipulation and profit.
He didn't take risks unless the potential reward was overwhelming. He preferred to let others fight his battles while he counted his gold in safety.
'Which means he'll have layers of defense,' Jack thought. 'His lieutenants are elite forces. And only if they fail does he get personally involved.'
