“Call me young one more time…” Kalen replied glaring at the Fallen one.  “You can call my by my hosts name, Jasper Raven. My name true is not for your ears, fellow fallen one.”

“I have walked for thousands of years on Earth while you play in the pit. I’ve worn fleshling Hosts and done our masters bidding with each of them.”

Turning it’s gaze to Agrid, “Payment before is simply a down payment for actions to be taken. A guarantee of services and a binder of the contract. Perhaps You’re not as high on the food chain as I thought.”

Sitting back he relaxed into a chair and smiled. Inside he was pissed. Sacrifice himself for anothers goals, and if he survived he’d get paid? But the payment if the gamble worked off. Such a payment. “I’ll accept payment after, as long as we have an accord that the one that injured Puriel is MINE! No one slays him but me.” 

“We have an old score to settle.” he finished. Yeah, they had a score al right, and Kalen kept coming up short, but he’d kill that self righteous bastard if he had to blow him, and the building he was in, apart.