Zach held a piece of paper in his hand, carefully chanting the spell to call upon a demon, where he can finally become filthy rich as he once dreamed for. Within a blink of eye, red smoke began to fill in the air, eventually finding their way into Zach's throat as soon as he finished. His eyes squinted by the smoke as he coughed it up while waving his hand in the air in a way to clear that smoke. After he retained his composure, he looked up and saw.. you, the demon "....Finally.."
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