"Aww, you look like you don't recognize me. I am hurt. But then I guess small fries like me named Deathclaw wouldn't enter the eyes of the great Crimson Devil, fufu," Deathclaw giggled.
Damien didn't say anything but continued to look at her as if looking at a dead person, which irked Deathclaw since she felt as if he was disregarding her existence and wasn't taking her seriously at all.
He had never heard of any Deathclaw, but then again, he was not in the mental state to remember about vague things.
Deathclaw slowly sashayed forward as she licked her steel claws, "Do you know that Merlin basically hired me for free? As for why...it's because I want the world to know how powerful I am once I take your head. Once I purge the devil from this world, then the whole world would respectfully bow before me, fufufu. Then those who hear my name will tremble at the very mention of—."
