Phoenix hurried behind him, realizing he was leaving, and caught up to him in the room behind the thrones.
"Seriously, you need to tell me these kinds of things before springing shit on me. Did you take even a single second to think about the repercussions of your words?" she growled at him.
Astaroth sighed heavily.
"You may think I didn't. But that isn't true. Listen, I know you think I'm ruining your efforts. But I realized something in the last few days. Anyone can die."
Phoenix looked at him with anger.
"What does this have to do with anything?"
"It has everything to do!" Astaroth shouted.
Phoenix took a step back, startled by his sudden explosion.
*Sigh*
"Look. Can you tell me how you would react if a demon suddenly appeared and killed me? No fight, no running. Just instantly killed me."
Phoenix looked at him incredulously.
"But that can't—"