Force

Damien dreaded having to speak with Nerezza. The woman was a monster when she began to feel upset. Come to think of it, she was just a monster period. She had no mercy on anyone.

His demon was also out of control so there was no telling what would happen when the two came face to face. She would do her best to anger him. It didn't take much.

He knew whatever happened, he would not win against her. He had a feeling that witch had something to do with his demon becoming out of control. He hated the power she had over him at all times, even when she wasn't around him.

He unlocked the door to his office, walked down the hall and threw his bag of tools in the storage room, making a loud clanking sound. He walked over to his desk and began fixing himself a drink. A strong one would do tonight. He thought.