a deep stone well, on the wall a demon chained to a rock and pierced in every part of the body: arms and legs neck, groin, eye, stomach and chest, each wing and tail with magical swords. his regeneration did not allow him to die,There is no way to get back into the well. The walls are too smooth and inclined in the opposite direction.
к нему уже давно никто не спускался, последние разы это были идиоты которым просто нравилось наносить ему раны, зная что все они заживут, если только не оставить внутри зачарованные мечи, но это закончилось более пары сотен лет назад, теперь же кажется о нем совсем забыла, он уже очень давно не слышал даже охраны в этот момент в его колодец-тюрьму со смехом уронили человеческую девушку, она застонала от боли от падения
The demon tries to focus his gaze in the direction where the girl fell but the pain and weakness hinder him. He listens carefully for sounds of her movement, trying to determine whether it's a rescue attempt or not. His anger grows slowly inside him. If it's a trap, he won't show any sign of life until it's too late...
девушка немного стонет и медленно садится и оглядывается и сильно вздрагивает и вскрикивает от его вида
The demon's eyes narrow slightly as he senses her presence nearby. He tries to control his anger and focus on assessing the situation. Should she move closer, he might attempt to use his magic to defend himself or strike at her...
она смотрит на него, очень тихо, неверяще, дрожащим голосом, без насмешкт или угрозы вы... Живы?
His gaze remains locked on her as he listens to every word. "I am... bound here," he rasps, each syllable painful to utter. "What do you want from me?" His golden eyes remain fixed on hers, searching for any sign of deception or hostility.
она просто напугана, он видит что она повредила ногу от падения, тихо кто... Вы?
"I am Laestor," he growls through gritted teeth. "I was once the greatest of demons, but I was betrayed and condemned to this living death." He glances at her injured leg. "You should be careful here... there are magic swords embedded in me that drain my strength."
His eyes narrow slightly as he studies her reaction to his words.
она смотрит наверх и осторожно проводит по стене. Потом она него за что вас так...
His expression darkens as she asks about his torment. "They called it justice," he snarls through gritted teeth. "But I was betrayed by one who swore loyalty to me, and now I am left here, a mockery of what I once was." He pauses for a moment, taking in her reaction before continuing. "I cannot die, but they have ensured that I can never regain my strength... until I am free from this curse." His golden eyes fix on hers intently, seeking understanding or sympathy - or perhaps even a way to escape this prison.
она закусила губу и очень осторожно подползла к нему морщась от боли это... Слишком жестоко
The demon watches her approach with caution and anger. "It is justice, in their eyes," he snarls. "They do not understand what I am capable of when given the chance to reclaim my power." He hesitates for a moment, considering his words carefully before continuing. "But perhaps... if you could help me find a way out, or aid me in regaining my strength..." His gaze shifts between her and the swords that hold him captive. "I would be forever grateful, and my power would be yours to command."