Balrog paid little attention to rest of the demons scuffling. Not that it wasn’t entertaining to see Henry throw yet another tantrum while Fran was dragged off by a newcomer, but something else caught his attention; There was a stench in the air. It reeked of blood, piss, and other bodily aromas not unfamiliar to those of hell and frankly expected being so close to a succubus. Scanning around for the source of the putrid smells, Henry’s hounds proved to have the keener noses as they ran to the staircase.
”Someone here.” Balrog said in a low growl as he stepped toward the yapping animals and their master who was already on the case checking under the stairs.
It was revealed a fugitive was trying to escape. Backed into a corner and armed with a small knife the cowering girl had a sudden shift in attitude as she gain a sly grin before breathing a wave of plasma at the surrounding demons and destroying a good amount of the machinery. Not having any of it Balrog drove his claw into the niche she hid assisting in her suicide by increasing the damage from her heart to the entirety of her upper torso.
Pulling his blood covered claw out to admire the gruesome splatter, Balrog turned to look at the other angel who wanted to look for a laundry room.
”You go nowhere!” Balrog reached out and grabbed Miyu lifting her up to eye level. With one attempted escape his anger and distrust of the angel was heightened greatly. The idea of her roaming the castle freely didn’t sit well with the now on edge demon.
”Could try to escape like other. Balrog not think she walk free yet.” He stated to Henry while keeping a firm gaze at Miyu,
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