"Coffee? This isn't the time for jokes Adrian."
Arthur's face twisted in a fit of smoldering anger as he stared at the couple standing in front of him.
"Who said we're joking here?" Adrian replied with a daring look that disagreed with his usual personality. " Are you aware of the primordial demon sloth?"
"Yes," Arthur responded as an uneasiness possessed him. Mentioning sloth only meant one thing…Adrian was a demon candidate just like him.
"He would like to talk to you as the Master of Gluttony."
There It is. The thing he didn't have to speak out in a place like this.
Arthur drew out dark sister and pointed the blade's edge at him, his eyes filled with resolve. After all, he had no problem with killing others if it meant he was doing it for the greater good of himself.
However, he didn't have the energy to fight at the time; even holding up his sword like this felt like a tug of war because of how heavy it felt in his grip.
