What Celene could think of, Elsdarhur certainly understood even better.
Although he didn't know what trait of the Balghra demon these Tieflings had taken a fancy to, he knew very well that they harbored ill intentions towards him.
These sorcerers, even demons feel a bit apprehensive about them... To achieve their goals, these madmen can even target their own souls.
The anger of the red-haired gorilla is imaginable, the Undead Tribe couldn't approach that door a single step further, they could only stand in the hall, listening intently, hoping those two wouldn't just fight without speaking.
How can a fight not involve harsh words? A battle without trash talk has no soul!
On the contrary, the dark red halo on Old Habel's body grew deeper and deeper, presumably because the Demon Lord had not yet figured out how to deal with the threat of Asmodeus.
