Don't interrupt!
That must be the Castle's last order for it. To kill. Belialthorn frowned, how had the castle lost control of this monster? Was he even a monster when the Castle sent him down here?
"We have no problem with you," Belialthorn said, even as he fixed a formation in his mind. "We only want to ask those prisoners some questions. We are not breaking them out."
The monster paused, his hand going to his head in the middle as if he was giving what Belialthorn said a serious thought. He even looked as if he understood, as if he would accept. But then he laughed and stood, the fire around him flickering like shadows. "No. You are lying. You want to break them out!"
Then he issued a command, sharp and harsh. The monster responded instantly as if they had been waiting for this. Lips pulled back to reveal sharp fangs and deep growls filled the room.