The grand throne room of the Demon Castle echoed with the clashing voices of Phillip and the Demon Emperor.
Crimson torches cast flickering shadows across the obsidian walls, their flames flaring as the tension grew. The Demon Emperor's crimson eyes burned with unrestrained fury as he stepped down from his towering throne, his massive form radiating power.
"You arrogant brat!" the Demon Emperor growled, his voice rumbling like thunder. "You dare to mock me in my own castle?"
Phillip Quinn smirked, his calm demeanor unshaken. "Why not? Your rule has come to end and I have the power to overthrow you."
"Enough!" The Demon Emperor raised his clawed hand, black energy coiling around his fist like a serpent preparing to strike. "I will tear you limb from limb and feast on your remains, human!"
