"Do you resent Shax? Even though he heard that I have you in my custody he seems not to be concerned at all?"
"I do not resent him nor do I wish that he be concerned for me," Volmak replied to the demon that sat in front of him on a dark metal throne seat.
Flauros would have undoubtedly been considered human if not for those two horns on his head. But even with that, he was adorned with a beautiful face and his long black wavy hair was an aesthetic addition to his features.
He stood up, donned in transparent black linen that was so long that it spread on the whole floor around his throne seat. He slowly walked closer to Volmak, speaking:
"The only reason you are still alive is that I know that no matter how strong you are, it is impossible for you to kill Fenrir. Do you know how much we have sought to kill that wolf...? Fenrir? Dead? Bleh... I was just more particular about using you to challenge Shax since he has grown too weak..." He paused as he reached Volmak's front.
