Lows of Lows

"So, what are you going to do about it, Damian Rose?" Shezmu asked him back in response. "Are you going to stay around here and sulk? Are you going to keep sulking while Mephisto the Faceless decimates your friends right in front of you and with your own body nonetheless?" Shezmu asked him with a confrontational demeanor and tone as he did so, the black blob was moving in closer and closer towards him.

"I-I have to stop him…or else he is going to kill everyone…" Damian Rose said with such a downed manner that Shezmu was about to laugh because of how pathetic and miserable he was right now. "I leave you for a bit and now it is starting to become like this? Oh dear." The black blob said to himself.