Serph watches their reactions, observing what seems to be some unease and wariness. He nods. In a voice that is as calm and even as ever, he says with a slight hiss to his words, "The demon is called Varuna."

A creature that hungered endlessly, its fate was intertwined with his. The demon has a voice, but it is not the one in control.

"I am Serph, even like this."