The War Begins
"Now, can you stop pinning me with your foot?" Dantalion asked with a smile.
"No," was Basil's simple answer.
He bent down and clutched Dantalion's head, prompting the Demon to groan. Ignoring that, Basil cast an Enslavement Spell on Dantalion. Light covered Dantalion's head for a couple of seconds, leaving a mark on his forehead as it died down. The mark also disappeared afterwards yet his urge to bow down to Basil remained.
"This is a violation! We made a deal—you shouldn't do this to me!"
"I didn't say anything about not going to enslave you," Basil retorted.
"That should be part of the common courtesy! Don't you know how to treat your business partner?"
"You are my pet."
"…"
Dantalion tried to say something but nothing came out of his mouth. It opened and closed like a fish a couple of times before he decided to accept his fate and shook his head helplessly.