“Didn’t you wonder where your pet came from in the first place?”
Rowena shot a sidelong glance at Morrigan who had been sitting calmly on her shoulder. “I hadn’t really considered it in lieu of recent events.”
Mephisto smiled and reached out a hand, the lesser demon hopped onto his wrist.
“Are you saying you sent it? Because that thing nearly killed us before I…” Rowena trailed off, she still wasn’t entirely sure what it was she had done.
“Before you bound it to its current mortal form?” Mephisto helpfully finished for her. At least one of them knew what was going on…
“No, would be the answer to your question. I had nothing to do with that. I do not have contact with those of my kind in the realm of death. Remember? That’s what you’re for.”
“Oh, riiiight.” Rowena flipped at the pages of her Arxane. “Opening the realm of Death and setting Hell upon Earth. That’s what I’m here for.”