"Y-you! You monster! What kind of evil beings did Lord Obsidian bring into my castle?" Avaris thought aloud.
Ren shook him and said, "Now talk if you don't want to get skewered with salt and alcohol."
Azazel grabbed Ren's palms with the best of his ability, his sticky little hands trying to beg for dead life. "F-fine. Fine. I'll talk. I'll talk! I'll cut to the chase! Just don't skewer me with salt and alcohol!"
"That's my Ren," Elena commented with hearts in her eyes.
Evie nodded with pride. "He could be very persuasive if he wanted to."
"Are you sure you two should be proud of his evil ways?" Lorelai deadpanned.
"We don't want to hear that from you," Evie and Elena retorted simultaneously, both wearing identical deadpan expressions.
"Tell us what happened, Avaris," said Azazel. "How did you become like this, and how did the corruption got stolen from you?"