"So it all came to this. You and me, finally standing face-to-face." A wide, menacing grin spread on Satan's face as he looked down at the approaching witch. Noah wasn't even scared to take steps closer under the watchful gaze of a demon prince in his full glory. "Tell me, Montana Mills... how was your descent to Hell?"
"Worth the wait." Noah lifted his left arm and curled his fingers, blue flames blazing to turn it into a four-fingered claw. The Tiger Paw surfaced as well, but it was well-hidden in the burning flames of hellfire. "Since you're looking forward to meeting me, I take it as you getting ready to fall by my hands."
Satan only got up from the throne and dropped the goblet at the side as his humongous bat-like wings slowly spread behind him, casting a shadow that ate up the entire width of the chamber. He raised both hands as if downplaying the witch's words. "You really think you can kill me now?"
