A Twist of Event
"The Irunmole wants something of me. What makes you think i would want to reply you?" The Imp chuckled evilly.
Sunday smiled. "I need to know where i can get a Light Cleaning Orb, that's all. Tell me and i would spare your life." He threatened.
They were already so close to the tree now. If he wanted to get info then this was just about the best place to do that now. He did not want to believe that the Imps over at the tree would want to give him that time to interrogate them one by one. And also, he was using a new technique that he was yet to get used to.
With all these factors being considered by him, right now and here would be his best bet. And with that set in his mind, he smirked, walking after the human again because he had stopped moving when he asked the questions. Already, they were only a few steps away from the tree, their excited screeches of the demon imps welcoming them with rising tones.