"The first half was excellent, but you took liberties in the latter half, at best offsetting your merits and demerits," Gaven said, his heart content but his face stern, especially when he mentioned taking liberties, sweeping his gaze over the neck and limbs of the Dog Demon.
Such high-intelligence devils cannot be given too much leeway; any clever actions must be promptly addressed, or next time they will take an inch and run a mile.
Feeling Gaven's gaze, the fur on the back of the Dog Demon's neck bristled as if electrified, and the already healed wounds began to throb again. Swallowing the words he was about to speak, the demon groveled even more, "Leader is right to admonish me, this time I indeed acted on my own accord, next time I won't; no matter what the situation, I'll think of a way to seek your guidance, Leader. Without your approval, I won't make any decisions."
