So long. So damn boring.
She let out a sigh with her fingers drumming against the curved arm of the chair and watched her father laughed with his sharp teeth. The lower demon trembled from where it bowed with its head pressed to the ground begging for mercy.
"Pathetic!" His voice boomed bouncing off the black walls making many demons stand in alert.
"Father," Eve spoke up and all eyes fell onto her, "There is no point wasting your power on him."
"You wish for him to live," Her father tilted his head.
"I only wish for this to be done," Eve admitted looking over at her father's true form.
Horns thick and curving upward, skin as dark as coal with the glow of the burning fire underneath, and his body was larger than those watching them. The epitome of an intimidating demon he carried for all to see.
"Since your Queen spoke on your behalf, you may go but understand that if you fail me again, I will not hesitate to kill you and your family."
