"Have fun, kid." Seyzel stated simply, as he watched the poor boy's burning soul being dragged to Hell. Although he'd seen it many times before, he never got tired of seeing the ground rip open, listening to the cries and pleads, and watching the person disappear in a flash of flames. Once it was over, anyone passing by wouldn't be able to tell what went down.
What was worse was that this Cambion happened to be at home with his family when Seyzel found him. The demon watched from the window as he had dinner with him. The darkness of his clothes kept him blended in with the dark of the night. Once the boy had finished, Seyzel carefully walked around to the other side of the apartment building, following the boy to his room. The window was opened, fortunately, making this one an easy kill.
Now he had to figure out what to do with the body. The demon picked up the boy's body, heavy as lead now, and carried it over to his bed. He tucked the body in under the covers, so the boy appeared to be sleeping. That's what his family would think when they came to wake him up in the morning; atleast before they checked his pulse. Hopefully, they would think he died of natural causes, as families often did when their kid was taken by him.
After getting the kid snuggled into his bed, Seyzel checked his watch. Not much longer now, he thought, climbing back out of the window.