Head on a Pike
"No need to remind me of the war, Ziues… The fact remains that Erebos, someone from the Vampiric realm, has aligned with the Devil King for one reason or another and has already begun undoing the seals. It's only a matter of time now."
"So that's your play? Align with the Devil King like some lost pup running to a new leash?"
"I am no fan of the Devil any more than you or anyone else is. My father lost many great warriors and thousands of planets in the feud between them when he was alive. But I hate you, Angelic bastards, most of all. At least evil acts as evil. You parade around acting like you are some divine justice when, in fact, you murder billions in the name of gaining power."
Ziues's eyes narrowed, his grip on the lightning blade tightening. The void of space around them seemed to pulse with tension. The Demon King's gaze hardened, reflecting a mixture of resolve and bitterness.