[I have been aware of your presence for some time now, but I do not remember inviting you to my humble abode.]
Equipped with the blue demon power suit and shielded by a silver cocoon, Klaus Stahlwölfe easily survived the torrent of flames. The displeasure in his voice showed he wasn't too happy about being targeted, however, which is why he shifted his attention from the heroes to the red demon.
The stare they exchanged lasted far longer than it should, and the tension it permeated put the entire floor in stasis. Even the heroes found themselves unable to move, but that might have been for the better, seeing as it gave them a moment to catch their breath.
Seeing as the red demon had no intention of replying, the Stahlwölfe scion spoke again, his anger giving way to calmness and rationality.
