While the couple went out to take souls and turn the hands of Rav's time forward, another being in the underworld, known as the demon world, was furious about the outcome of everything that had happened so far. This wasn't how he had planned for things to turn out, but everything he had hoped for kept going wrong!
"Your majesty, I warned your greatness not to take this step, but your greatness ignored my advice!" The Droot, pacing the demon chamber, cried out, dragging his little hands against his wrinkled face.
"Your advice is beneath me, and I shall never lower myself in that way to bring my stubborn offspring to my side. He will do as I say, it was because of me he has life and was ever born. He owes it to me," the demon king growled low in his throat, angry dark veins moving like snakes against his bronze skin, where red patches could be seen on his skin like rash.
