Dulce couldn't see it that way, he still hadn't forgotten his goal of a loyal pet, the Demons he had inconvenienced with his mistakes would soon return to their lives, even Ruoxi, they certainly wouldn't choose to stay with him for all of his endless days.
"Do you think you could help me draw up a perfect sigil to summon a Hellhound?" He asked nervously.
Moira's green eyes went wide, a blinding grin on her haunting features. "I would gladly pay you with my soul to let me be a part of a successful summons."
"There is no need to go so far, I would be in your debt if you assist me." Dulce declined politely, "I actually came here for a different reason," He started, glancing at Kath'tan.
Moira was barely listening, intently taking in each Demon, itching to ask them to show her their horns and wings.
"I added a cause that prevents me from undoing my first summons, and I clearly have to resolve that." He said in a small voice.
