Blake woke up after an hour out of surgery. He lunched up like he has had a nightmare. "He looked around at his teammates. "I've failed miserably today." He said as he he let anger fill his voice to hide the pain from the surgery but it clearly showed in his eyes. "Once I see that,that,that demon I'm going to rip his head off and feed it to the hell-hounds." He said as he stared at his cybernetic arm. "At least they used the design I've asked for the devils hand. A friend of mine a master engineer made me the blue prints. He's really good at this the arm is demon titanium one of the strongest metals in the underverise." He said as he stared at it some more.