"What the hell happened?" yelled an Ifrit, its red bulging skin suddenly turning a darker shade. Its two, long jagged horns suddenly caught on fire, providing the creature with a large, flaming crown, making it look even more daunting.
The countless imps around it suddenly started running away, for even their fire immunity would not protect them from the heat of an Ifrit.
"I think you know what happened," responded a Hellspawn, its body made entirely of red flames, with dark, molten rocks covering the surface of its body like armor. "Someone finally caught on to our plan. It was bound to happen sooner or later. We should, instead, focus on the fact that the mark failed. Either the target is dead, or they somehow hid from the Mark of Iblis."
"Do not say blasphemous things!" howled a banshee, her hair suddenly standing up as she looked at the Hellspawn in fury, which only caused the Hellspawn to facepalm.
