Abel stretched his arms as he stood and cracked his neck. The naked waitress on the bed behind him sat up and looked at him. "Really, why is a devil of your power getting ragged here like a homeless imp?"
Abel started wearing the new clothes she had gotten him earlier. "Well, I do have to fight a few troubling devils. I got a job to take care of." He smiled and looked back at her. "I need to bring the Lord of the Seventh Layer to the mortal world so she can help with a potential fight."
As he brushed his hair, he pointed the comb at her. "And guess what the price she asked for was?"
The waitress thought about it for a second, and then gasped. "Wait! You were the one fighting the Black Blood Hunters!"
The Black Blood Hunters were a large devil bandit group that killed and stole from other devils, and they were notorious for highway robberies and coordinated attacks on transport caravans, resulting in them being hunted by many powerful devils.
