"Diablos are you awake?" After quickly inspecting each of his children Dark called out to the leader of the guardians.
"Yes Dark God-sama." Diablos meekly responded a moment later, his wounds having been rapidly healed by the black cocoon Dark summoned.
"Good. I'm sorry about this Diablos it seems my condition is far worse than I first imagined." There was a clear quiver in his tone, revealing to Diablos the true extent of his shock.
"Your eminence?" Never before had Diablos heard such worry and unease in his master's voice.
"I'll be fine it's not at the level where it can affect my base existence, but it does need to be managed if I'm to continue interacting with my children and the mortal world….Diablos send word to your grandfather, I'll be needing to rely on him for a while." After a brief silence Dark made a decision, before his state gets any worse he'd refrain from interacting with entities below the God level.