"Hello, Micahell" Gates said playfully, toying with the demon by the tone of his voice.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME!?! WHERE AM I!!" Micahell yelled out, his mental force wanting to harm Gates wherever he was.
In the next instant, the whole expanse of the unseen abyss shook, as many ghoulish screams, wails and grunts were heard in that darkness.
"Mistake of hell, do not ever try that again." The voice that spoke with Gates earlier spoke once more, its voice carried an authority about it, making Gates feel the power within the sound of the voice alone.
Hearing a grunting voice, Gates understood what exactly just happened...
'It seems if any of the different beings in here try to attack me, every being in here will be punished....so because of that, most of the weaker demons refrained from that while the strong decide amongst themselves whether they can endure the punishment when their attack will never reach him.. '
Even so, something was strange.
