"What are you doing here?" Elliot asked the four demons who sat casually on the table with them.
Irus placed his cup of tea down, sighing. "I found out that these three do not know how to get back to their realm."
"It's not our fault that the rift in space and time would cause all of these," Saitan reasoned out. "Also, I am enjoying this realm more. The weather is nice and the people doesn't want to kill you all the time. Why would I try to go back?"
Mammon and Leviathan nodded in agreement. They took a sip of their own tea and sighed.
"We don't actually want chaos and destruction," Leviathan said. "Our father pressured us to do all of those just because he had a reputation to maintain. In terms of free will, that thing was pretty much inexistent for us."
"Couldn't agree more, brother," Mammon raised his cup as if he was toasting.
