"Kilen! How dare! How dare you go there! And for this worthless son of ours!" A massive devil shouted at his wife as she finally arrived home.
This was Azamud, one of the devil kings. The leaders of the entire devil race who controlled many different Kako races. Only strong beasts and monsters were equal to them and as such able to refuse their commands. But these were few, normally only Ancient Beasts or stronger.
Then there were also demons, who obeyed no one. They would rather die than follow another. The only rule they went by was whether you were worth listening to. That was the extent to which they would cooperate.
Azamud was close to three meters tall in his normal form. His entire build like a herculean, with massive toned muscles and ripped abs. Like Kilen, if not for his blood-red skin, he might have been considered very handsome. Some might still be attracted to his muscular look, able to ignore the bloodlike resemblance his skin always brought to thought.
