The lesser demons stared in frozen horror as their mighty superior writhed in agony around a human's blade.
"Lord Bael'thuris!" one shrieked. "How is this possible?!"
"Kill him!" another screamed. "Tear the human apart!"
But none moved to attack. Arthur's dominance of their leader had shattered their confidence completely.
Bael'thuris managed to focus through pain, his burning eyes fixing on Arthur with desperate intensity.
"What... what manner of human are you?" it gasped.
"No mortal possesses such power in this place! They should have all died!"
Arthur twisted Chaos deeper, eliciting another scream. "I have questions about your superiors. Answer, and I might make this quick."
The True Demon's laugh was bitter, filled with contempt despite its situation.
"Questions? You think I would lower myself to answer a human's inquiries?" It spat sulfurous blood. "I am Bael'thuris the Magnificent! I bow to no inferior species!"
