Looking up from his knees, Carden would notice the shadow armored figure standing nearby. He didn't have much knowledge of demons, so he couldn't guess what he was, but he sensed the darkness flowing across him. Even if the transparent figure in front of him wasn't sent by the cultists, surely something as dark as this had to be! Picking up his long, black knife from the ground, he stood himself up, angling the knife towards the demon confidently. He looked even shakier than before, and he'd still not stopped crying. "Please, please just leave me alone! I'm begging you!" He'd sob out, scared of the demon. "I won't go back, I won't do it! Please!"