Since he was summoning his messenger, Lumian didn't perform the ritual in Mr. Fool's name. He simply called forth Penitent Baynfel, who was garbed in a black clergyman's robe, resembling a charred corpse with black flames clinging to his body.
"I wish to enter into another contract with you," Lumian requested with a smile.
He briefly recounted the power of Inevitability, the special contract, the sharing of abilities, the potential price, and the negative effects, awaiting Baynfel's decision.
Baynfel stayed silent for a few moments before responding in a deep voice, "If you're not worried about the downsides, I have no objections."
"What might the negative effects be?" Lumian inquired cautiously.
In Baynfel's empty, dark eye sockets, the dark flames that served as his eyes flickered twice.
"That hinges on your choice. I can let you finalize the contract. Once you know the specific negative effects, you can decide if you want to seal the deal."
