Mark could clearly hear the growling and he felt like he was in a constant loop. Just a few hours ago he had felt the same breathtaking fear and once again somehow he was unlucky enough to find himself in front of another incident. He looked at the door, as the footsteps of the beast drew nearer. Asmodeus too had gotten up but he looked a lot calmer than the red haired boy but his eyes were focus in a similar way at the door as he was waiting to face his possible opponent. His hands were in his pockets and he stole a glance of the human next to him. Mark had a huge frown on his face, he looked like he was fed up with his own life at the moment. His shoulders were slumped while his lips were forming a thin line.
"You don't look happy." He commented with a grin and Mark scoffed.
"Well, I wonder why."
"I am here."
"Yes, so?" Mark asked him and raised an eyebrow.