Emilia, whose face was ashen, turned to look at it and immediately covered her wrist with a light touch. The area where a black raven tattoo had once appeared felt a slight pain, and she knew that the entity before her was the one that truly cursed her.
The man with the crow's head did not speak immediately but curiously looked at the corpse of Shard on the ground, which the crying Little Unicorn was resting its head upon. Only after confirming it was truly a corpse did he begin to speak, his Carsonrick language impeccably pronounced, even more so than the King's official spokesperson:
"You may call me—Mr. Raven."
The demon said, as raindrops fell from the sky yet avoided him entirely. His body faced Emilia, but his crow's head was turned towards the elf, allowing Emilia to see only one of his eyes.
It was a perfectly round eye, the black pupil looking as artificial as a glass bead against the white sclera:
