XX. An Angry Pseudo-Angel

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(Disclaimer: This chapter is honestly Skippable, it's mostly Krad just directing anger at some low level demons. It was meant for practice.)

 Krad angrily kicked stalagmite, breaking off a chunk of it.

 "Useless!" He shouted, hitting the same stalagmite only to break off a smaller chunk. His body shook with anger, his frustration seemed to overwhelm him. "This is Dark's fault. He's always getting in the way of things, always! My spy, my only connection to the human world, my only way to gather more information, and it's gone! Because of him! It's not easy to send them there, and now he's just going to be on hyper alert, making sure nothing happens to the family's precious Daisuke."

 Smaller demons cowered, scurrying out of the path of his rage. A rat-like one wasn't able to move in time, and soon had Krad's boot on it's back. Krad stopped momentarily to look at what it was, feeling it squirm from beneath him and hearing it's small, desperate pleas. With a look of anger and disgust, he slowly squash the creature further, it's struggle and cries soon fading into nonexistence. A dark plasma oozed from the creature, and Krad gave a small, triumphant grin before continuing on.

 With that little experience, Krad had calmed down a bit to begin to think rationally, and try to formulate a new plan.

 "Hiwatari will be mine, and Dark's attempts to interfere will mean nothing. My plans will go on, even if I have to modify the means to the end."

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