"Okay, I never expected that this was going to be a thing," Blue said as he looked at the banquet table before him.
The food there was no normal food. It had eyes and teeth. The only thing stopping it from eating them was Peter's barrier.
"Eat or be eaten, huh?" Asmodeos said as he took out a napkin. He sat himself on the table, even as Peter looked at him in mute horror. "You have no idea how much a necromancer can set aside."
Peter honestly had no idea, but he didn't want to see Asmodeos eat the entire banquet table, either.
"Wait, you can get sick," Peter didn't want anything to happen to Asmodeos.
The two were soulmates. He simply couldn't believe that Asmodeos was ready to sacrifice himself like that. Asmodeos winked at him. He waved at the table.
"This is just an illusion. There's actually only a slime down here. A slime which is going to get eaten, mark my words! Oh, I so love strawberry jello," Asmodeos said.
