Stryder said
"So why didn't you? I honestly thought you'd have just went ahead, what stopped you?" He asked curiously, crossing his arms, Mason tilted his head to look at the half-demon she spoke about. "Oh, I hope your tool understands the pecking order here..." He huffed, a small smirk on his face though. "Hmmph, that's funny..." He smirked, chuckling to himself as he thought, a determined expression was made by him briefly before he just smirked. glancing over to the new arrival and saluting nonchalantly. "I just want to get out of here...this area in general I mean.." He sighed.
'The fun of the game, for now, is above my annoyance for the boy. Had he insulted me truly, it would have been another case entirely...' she grumbled lightly. 'Next time I'll send some hellhounds on him, let's see how hard he laughs when his limbs get torn off....' she murmured, more or less plotting her response next time Zaen decided to oppose her.
She looked at the half-demon behind them and looked at him. 'What is your name and what is the reason your master allowed you to roam?' she asked him,
She was sure Asmodai had allowed this slave to listen to her as they encountered each other, most likely as a little prize to get her to like him more. Asmodai wanted her for many years now, taking every chance he got to try and please her with gifts and compliments. She didn't like the archdemon at all, though she stayed in his favor. His power was greater than hers, only slightly lower than her fathers power. If not for her father, Asmodai would have forcefully taken her by now, she was certain of that.
She turned back to see Koran losing his temper again, this time towards Zaen. That boy seemed to piss everybody off around here. At one side she wanted to let Koran rip that soul apart, on the other side; he would most likely get some kind of bad reaction to actually killing somebody.
With a sigh she glanced at Mason and Mithias. 'Should I go stop the nephilim, or let him rip the little prick apart first?' she asked with a huff.