Floating in the void before John was a grotesque and terrifying demon – the true form of Mammon.
He stood several tens of meters tall, his body engulfed in swirling, malevolent black mist.
A pair of fleshy wings sprouted from his back, and his form was covered in inky black scales.
Atop his head were a pair of goat horns, and his features were hideously deformed.
Razor-sharp fangs protruded from his cavernous mouth, and his blood-red eyes brimmed with cunning.
It was no wonder John couldn't resist poking fun.
Truly, the epitome of ugliness...
As John chuckled softly, Mammon's figure vanished from its spot, appearing instantly before him.
A look of rage contorted his face, with flames of fury dancing in his eyes.
"Mortal, your mockery has pushed me past my limits. Now, you will pay for your insolence!"
With a ferocious roar, Mammon unleashed a surge of dark ORDER energy.