"!!!"
Even Satan and Leviathan felt the unknown person from where they were. The two could only disengage from their battle and slowly rise to their feet. Leviathan started taking deep breaths while Satan clenched his fists. They were both staring in the direction of the ritual, their eyes filled with complicated emotions.
"...you dare call him down here..." Satan hissed, but his voice was not loud or angry like it normally was. No one could mock him for feeling a little fear as they were both being washed over by the strong presence that wasn't even prodding against their already exhausted bodies.
"You're talking to an apostate." Leviathan pulled on his collar and necktie, seemingly feeling suffocated from the thoughts of that person descending tonight. "Even if I end up embodying the combined balls of each of us, I will never call him. I'm not even sure why he's helping tonight..."
