"Come on, show me your true face demon."
As Roth's words escaped through his lips, the very air seemed to tremble with a sense of impending revelation.
Abaddon, the formidable demon duke, responded with a thunderous roar that reverberated through the now still valley.
Following the roar something astonishing unfolded before Roth's eyes.
On Abaddon's left shoulder, a dark, pulsating sphere shaped object tore its way out from the flesh, as if breaking free from the confines of the demon's form.
Dark, sinuous veins, coated in malevolent dark demonic energy, snaked out from the orb, intertwining with Abaddon's flesh.
The sphere seems to have been chased out of Abaddon's body by Roth's flames that still desired to reach it and burn it.
Fortunately for Abaddon, the sphere's pulsating dark demonic energy clashed with Roth's flames forcefully devouring them.