Asran had a very panicked look on his face. Which wasn’t for the reason she thought. “Ayrie what the hell, I told you not to go telling the priests my name,” he said. As anyone with any knowledge on demons knows that Asran is the demon lord of gluttony. Asran looked at the priests with a very scared expression. As weak as he was right then even a blessed butterknife could kill him. Quickly he started backing out of the room. “Well it was nice meeting you bye,” Asran spoke quickly before taking off like a shot. Getting the hell out of there before the priests had even the slightest chance of stabbing him with said blessed butterknife of doom.