You Will Call Me, Sir [Part 1]

"Kamrusepa, I can understand why you formed a team with Thirteen," Paimon said with a smile. "But why did you add that weakling, Camazotz? Do you need a cannon fodder in your team or something?"

"You seem to be having a big misunderstanding here, Paimon," Kamrusepa replied. "I was the one who joined Thirteen's and Camazotz's team, not the other way around."

"Oh, I see." Paimon nodded. "Back then, I thought Thirteen was the weakest among us, but now, I can no longer think that way. Even so, I still feel like Camazotz is having it easy as of late.

"Thanks to his connection to you, he's able to access the treasures in the 6th Level of the Treasury of the Apocalypse. He's such a leech, you know?"

Kamrusepa smiled but didn't say anything in reply.

Truth be told, she didn't share Paimon's beliefs about Camazotz.

Before Thirteen had even joined the Order of the Apocalypse, Kamrusepa had already done a Divination on the Death Bat.