For the third time around, Avarhatus gave each of the Demon Nobles a stern look. The Prince was, by no means, patient. If anything, the First Prince had the worst performance when it came to holding itself back.
Nevertheless, there were just occurrences wherein Avarhatus preferred to allow its prey to thinking that they had an edge against it. The Prince took pleasure in seeing the light of hope in its enemies' eyes disappear. Out of all the wonders that it had seen, that was the most appealing for the demon. The look of despair on others was its ecstasy.
"Since none of you is planning on talking, I will entertain you with my latest adventure." Avarhatus said without an emotion in its voice.
