[The moment the word Demon leaves Twilight’s mouth, Aurelia’s amusement vanishes and in it’s place is a icy hatred. Red eyes glare at him, as her body tenses into the readiness to commit unthinkable acts of violence. Yet she restrains herself, holding back. This is not her world, and even if he calls himself a Demon he is not her foe. Still.]
Demons have no king, in my experience. The only hierarchy they accept is butchery and the threat of more.
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Demons have no king, in my experience. The only hierarchy they accept is butchery and the threat of more.