The figure looks around making sure no one sees him. The Arekmon snarls and waits for the figure to open the undergrounds. The figure bites his finger and makes a circle around him. He then brings out his sword and stabs the sword into the center. The sword goes through the concrete and it burst with purple energy. The grounds starts crumbling revealing steps underground. The figure hears a shriek and whips his head to see a little girl with no one but herself there. They look at each other for several seconds before he shakes his head and motions for the Arekmon to do its work.
A few minutes alter the Arekmon comes back with more blood trickling down its side. They go down the steps and meet a door. The figure sighs and twists the big lock open and steps inside a room. Several demons were already running around getting materials and supplies. The Arekmon races back to its cage and stays there while the figure takes off his cloak. "Welcome back," says a stout little demon.
The figure snarls and pushes the demon aside and throws his cloak at him. The demon smiles and says, "Did the execution go well?"
"Do you have to remind me?!"
The demon smiles and says, "Just checking. I know the master will surely be upset because of your failure."
The figure picks up the demon roughly and snarls. "You think this is a game? All of our heads will be cut off if we lose to the descendant of David. Do you want that?!"
Everyone is quiet and is staring at the discussion taking place. Suddenly flies starts to enter the room. The figure drops the demon and steps back. The demon coughs and scratches his throat. "He's here?"
"Yes. We'll see you gets their head cut off," smiles the demon.
The figure stops moving and watches as the flies starts to form a funnel. They move in unison creating the funnel. Then they depart revealing a figure cover in flies. They form a cloak-like armor and the figure rises up while everyone else is kneeling down. The figure looks at his servants and sneers.
"Welcome master. We're so grateful of your arrival. We're having some difficulties capturing and killing the descendant of David."
The master looks at the stout demon who says the situation with confidence. He slightly walks to the demon who bends down again. He kneels down and flies cause the demon's face to rise. "Rise my servant."
He rises his face and looks into nothing but flies.
"Do you know who we are?"
"Fallen angels sir?"
"Exactly. How many years have we been on this Earth?"
"A lot of years sir."
"Good. And how long were the descendants of David extinct?"
"For 10 years."
"Excellent. Now tell me this."
The master crushes the demon's face and roars, "HOW MANY YEARS WILL IT TAKE TO KILL THIS BOY?!"
The demon's open neck sputters dark blood. The master lets go of the demon and sees the warrior bending down. "You."
"Yes lord?"
"You failed me right? Never again or you'll find yourself back into the abyss. Or would you like to me your enemy's judgment. I hear they torture demons to the brink of death."
"Please master. We were overcome by the awakening of his powers."
The figure stops talking and snarls. "Looks like this is going to be hard for you. Pathetic demon. You're a fallen angel, you have went past the power of angels and become something even more powerful. But you're still pathetic. I want you to find their territory and report back to me. If you see him, kill him before he's invulnerable."
"Yes master. Thank you."
"Now if this doesn't work, plan B will always be successful. I'll be back to check on your work. Don't disappoint me again."
With that the flies create another funnel and when they disperse, the figure is gone. The demon stands up and looks down on the body of the stout demon.
"Remove him and get ready to find Dave's location. Once you find the location, it's time to send the Infected."
The demon looks at the Arekmon who snarls as he unlocks the cage. "Find the location."
The Arekmon screeches and runs out of the underground room into the afternoon air.
