Salkeen crossed his arms over his chest, Orion had no idea how much devotion Salkeen could command. The demon lord knew he could atleast catch Izzabelle’s attention for a moment if needed too.
Salkeen listened to the coy remark of Orion, perhaps he was trying to bait him once more. He would get no such responses, Salkeen inhaled before exhaling a minor amount of fel flames…
“So then, I will deal with these individuals themselves…” Salkeen hissed, he glared straight at Orion, “Me and you will exchange words about this later…” Salkeen growled, turning to see a bright flash of light… The demon lord made no move to embrace her or so much… Under his mask Salkeen did give a grin…
“About time you came back, here I was starting to get worried…” Salkeen hissed sarcastically, he could explain why but he always had a feeling Ahcirej would return, he didn’t choose his minions because they were weak! They were resilient! “Go help Jericha rally the demons, after we are done here, we will leave this blasted rock…” Salkeen said looking at Ahcirej inspecting her closely with his spectral vision.
Salkeen glared back towards Orion who seemed eager to get moving on…
Salkeen appeared within this new realm, time magic flowed through the air, Salkeen could smell it, not to mention see it with his spectral sight. Salkeen watched without a word as Izzabelle turned to flee down a nearby hall, such weakness now was prevalent in her…
Salkeen growled back towards Orion, “That arrogant fool will get what is coming to him soon enough, I will not let one such as him cause such disruptions to my plans and escape unscathed…” Salkeen growled low looking over at Izzabelle with disappointment quite clear on his face.
Salkeen peered back at Orion, a cold glare on his face, “Do you think I like signing contracts like that? To choose to break a contract in the most vile of ways because I’m given a ultimatum of Jericha fleeing to Ebony Tower, or lose Izzabelle?” Salkeen hissed, “Then I learn if they are all bound to me, they all die! Yet still I am not told the exact reasons why!” Salkeen snapped nobody had bothered to truly ask him his own feelings on the matter. Salkeen turned away from Orion, he would reveal no more of his weaknesses…
The demon lord stomped away from Orion at a moderate pace and towards Izzabelle, “Is this truly the being brought to me from Jericha’s estate?” Salkeen hissed sarcastically but with a dark under tone. “Izzabelle, The Silent Blade! I demand discipline! You will cease that sniveling like a child!” The demon lord barked, “I did not choose to give you such power because you were weak!” Salkeen continued, striding over towards Izzabelle at a quick pace. Sericon moved to get up and intercept his lord towards Izzabelle But was quickly halted by a quick glare… Salkeen was not going to harm Izzabelle, he hardly had the power to in this realm…
Salkeen glared at Izzabelle, “I give you a time to do whatever you wish and you choose to kill yourself…” Salkeen hissed, The demon lord squinted his eyes at her, “You’re supposed to be smart and clever…” The demon lord hissed… Salkeen paced around Izzabelle, “Jericha worries about you… Did you think your death would somehow make her life better?” Salkeen asked metaphorically…
The demon lord finally stopped pacing and turned to face Izzabelle directly… “You normally we’re filled with such ability to insult and cause my ire… Do not be silent anymore! Speak! You wish to be heard? It is time to let it be so!” Salkeen commanded, this was the moment she could tell him everything and anything and he would listen, he had commanded it so! She would feel no retribution for such actions…