"Ancient Demon? That's a new one, I think," Rael said with a tilt of his head. "And you don't have to worry, I only came here to take over your role."
Silas stared at him speechlessly before finally entering a combat stance. Dust and blood began circling around him, and right as he was about to attack, Rael raised his hands in a defeated manner.
"I don't mean killing you or doing something weird. I'm pretty sure I could kill you, but our fight would destroy the kingdom, and I kind of want the kingdom if you know what I mean," Rael said. "Plus, you already have a puppet king, so what difference does it make? He can continue ruling. I just need you to send over Aurenthia to me and I'll be on my way."
"...Were you born yesterday?" Silas asked, clicking his tongue. "I thought you would be more rational considering Ancient Demons tend to have a better grasp over their emotions, but clearly, I was wrong."
