Laying atop a sand dune, exhibiting the pinnacle of laziness, was a Black Demon. It had been sleeping for months at a time. Suddenly, intense gales were riled up, causing a lot of the sand to fall atop it.
Some of it even fell into its nose, causing it to get up due to the discomfort. Watching the sand billowing about, the Black Demon snorted, gazing up to see the Cloud Whale flashing past. The intense shockwaves produced as a result of its motion were what caused the sand to be buried atop it.
"Just because he killed one of us, he's acting like he's the ruler of this world. For the past two years, I've been patient, but he's ruining my sleep constantly. It had taken me a decade to find this perfect spot to sleep. And now, it's ruined." The Black Demon snorted, glaring at the Cloud Whale as it muttered, "You here, yet?"
