Baal's Rising Threat
Brows twitching in frustration, he sighed at Baal's persistence. Still, he had to give the demon king an answer to stop him from bugging him.
"I don't know how I did! I was by your territory one moment and in Hestia's the next. So, leave me alone!"
[Baal: You'll regret your choice sooner than you may think. You're not safe from my grasp no matter where you are, and I won't give up before you answer me or die. Then, I'll rise you from the dead and torture you until you speak. See? You could have made things much easier for us both, but it's too late.]
As a worried frown creased his brows at the terrible threat, Baal's message vanished in wisps of horrible flames, heralding the threats he would pose to him.
His hand resting over his breastplate, he felt his raging heart pound through the chitin. Still, he took slow and deep exhales to calm down.
'He can't come here, and I'm not going to the demon realm anytime soon.'