As the nuns pushed forward, the oven demon growled, unable to believe what his eyes were seeing. A holy crusade of vampire nuns, supported by a wave of bloodthirsty vampire dragons from the sky.
"Good…Good." He nodded with a smile, looking forward as Arad took a step toward him. Arad had already teleported past all of the fighting and was no more than a hundred meters away from the oven demon. He walked, slowly like a pigeon and the demon could only spot his smile and burning purple eyes as hell roared behind him.
"To think I'd be this lucky to find you here…or unlucky it seems." The oven demon started walking toward Arad until they stood no more than two meters away from each other.
"You aren't a demon…what are you?" Arad could sniff several different types of blood inside this walking oven. A human scent, a demon scent, a demonic scent followed by oil, ash, and the stench of rotten flesh.
