Mark blinked realizing what had just happened. Asmodeus was on the floor and Allias was jumping off his throne and running towards him. The elf king stood in front of him, grabbing his shoulder and investigated him from head to toe to see if he was alright. A sigh of relief escaped his pink lips as he met eyes with his best friend and smiled.
"You're okay." He stated and Mark nodded slowly. He still couldn't fully believe it. The fact that he and Asmodeus shared such a serious bond from now. Mark moved his head to the side, looking at the unconscious demon with a questioning expression. His demonic characteristics had all disappeared, he looked like he always did, laid on the ground, sleeping.
"It looked like it hurt him." Mark said and Allias shrugged his shoulders.
