"Why bother dividing your strength outside at this time? Focus here." The Demon also appeared extremely rational.
Unlike the Maw of Devour, this Demon looked identical to a human.
Not even the signature Demon's Horn was present, with a pitch-black halo on its head and a pair of black, decaying wings on its back.
An angel fallen from somewhere, whose appearance had changed so little that it was evident they willingly descended into darkness.
"I didn't expect you to be this foolish?" The Maw of Devour mocked without hesitation.
The Fallen Angel glanced at him.
He shrugged, then suddenly laughed and said, "I haven't been in this world long, but I've heard of some of your exploits.
You must be off to find that mortal who embarrassed you again. Quite right, if you don't personally kill him and wash away your shame.
This mockery might accompany you for a lifetime; I suddenly can't wait to see that day."
