As the Demon gently placed the Deacon on the floor, he straightened himself, confidently towering over Anna. His eyes burned with a fiery intensity as he prepared to introduce himself. But before he could utter a word, Anna raised a hand to silence him.
"Save your introductions," Anna said, her voice laced with determination. "I have no interest in knowing the name of someone I'm about to kill."
"You are a feisty one, aren't you? But make no mistake, succubus, I am not one to be taken lightly," The Demon's expression shifted, a mixture of surprise and amusement playing across his features. "It'll be fun taming you and enjoying your luscious-"
"Keep talking, and you'll get your pants wet from your dreams," Anna smirked, her gaze unwavering. "You think you can defeat me? Then prove it. Show me what you've got."
"As you wish."
