Richard had a strange smile on his face as he clasped his hands together,
"Alright, settle down everyone. No hurling curses or profane spells at each other, okay?"
The four Demons, seated on their magnificent thrones of darkness gazed at the puny human standing on the shadowy sea of his own soul, their gazes a bit strange...
Each of them had known this human for varying amounts of time, and yet, they were intimately familiar with him.
While he generally seemed passive and soft, his mind was a scary place... even for evil beings like themselves!
Not only that, but even though he was bound to Demons like them, his talent was truly exceptional.
His power was truly outstanding...
This meant that if he was truly provoked...
The first Demon seated at the extreme right cleared his throat nervously,
"We aren't fighting. This is just banter amongst us Demons. You humans wouldn't understand."
The Infernal being that had just spoken, is called Razor. A Blade Demon...
