Whoosh.
"Damn it!"
Before the purple smoke had fully dispersed, a string of curses erupted from within. Moments later, the familiar sneering face of an imp emerged from the smoke, its features twisted in irritation.
"What is it this time, you lousy master?"
"You're not even pretending to hide your attitude anymore," Justin noted dryly.
"Why should I? You planning to let me live if I do? Pah!" The imp spat on the ground, folding its arms across its chest. It seemed that after being summoned so many times, the imp had grown reckless, resigned to whatever cruel fate awaited it.
"This is getting ridiculous... I mean, seriously, I know you're my summoner, but you've got to ease up. What do you want this time? Don't tell me it's another one of those 'sacrifices.'"
"Well... actually, I did summon you to use as a sacrifice," Justin said matter-of-factly.
"You bastard!"
