Who was this guy, frankly, who was he, he couldn't put his finger onto it, but he knew him from somewhere, Myrddin rose his eyebrow at Crowley.
"No, i don't have beer... and why the wings, if your a serpent... why do you have wings???", Myrddin said, he focused a bit more on his appearence, he was burning, he had a features from multiple animals, holy sh** he's a demon, aura and all, Myrddin could see it with his senses, he became silent for a bit, not wanting him to say anything more.