Quest for the strongest monster

"Nice one Azroth"

[Your words honor me, master]

Mike stepped over the corpse of the now-dead level 6 man and walked onwards, as he did Azroth slowly emerged from the dungeon entrance, their body was covered in pitch-black scales with a vermilion red pattern running along their body, besides that their eyes had also turned an eerie shade of vermilion that seemed to glow in the dark, panic ensued, to say the least when they flew above the city and let out a roar, but Mike heard a much more childish sounding voice in his head

[Hahahaha!!! Sunshine!!! It feels good after several hundred years underground!!!]

Mike let Azroth have their fun while he looked on as they flew through the air dancing in the sunshine for a while before they landed in front of Mike with a bowed head

[Aplogize master, I lost myself for a moment]

"I don't mind, some says a demon is one that acts on all their impulses and instincts, so I don't mind"