"Demon? no! well i guess i am DEVILISHLY hansom" he smiled and laughed and slowly raised his stinger up to the man and states, "you run I shoot, I die I call more friends over. now, if you value your frankly pitiful life id recommend you give I don't know. ALL YOUR SUPPLIES AND CLOTHES!" he was kidding but currently he was in control.... and he liked it. reaching into his pocket he pulled out a knife and put it threw his left arm sleeve. "QUICKLY BOY"