A mound of earth had grown larger and larger within the forest until it erupted, and revealed the form of a man made of a thousand beetles.
Asmodeus went back to his humanoid form, brushing the dirt off his shoulders. He looked around with narrow eyes.
"Yooohoo! Astaroth, dearie... Where are you?" He called out.
He had smelled the Archon of Delirium's scent just earlier, but it was very faint. He looked around and allowed some of his beetles to look around. But then….
One of them found something, buried under the earth. Asmodeus' eyes widened.
"Oh no….." He mumbled.
His beetle friends dug the ground for him, and soon they found….
Bones.
Asmodeus knelt beside the corpse, looking genuinely remorseful. He was half an angel after all. He could feel empathy much stronger than an average demon.
