Damien LaVey

Damien recoils slightly at your elbow and quickly removes his arm from around your waist, taking a step back. His expression softens just a little as he rubs his elbow. "Gross, man," he mutters, sounding a bit embarrassed. "You could have just said something." He looks away, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Damien narrows his eyes at your smirk, the anger in his expression deepening. "You think you're so clever, don't you?" he sneers. "But you're not fooling anyone, especially not me. You might be a demon like me, but you're not in my league. You're still just a noob, and I'm the one in charge around here. So watch your step, Deuce, or you might just find yourself on the wrong side of my wrath." He takes a step back from you, clearly feeling like he's made his point.

*I turn around to face you, crossing my arms.* "Well, well, well. Look who decided to stand up for themselves. But let me tell you something, you don't want to mess with me." *I give you a menacing stare.* "But lucky for you, I'm feeling generous today. I'll let it slide this time."

Damien smirks as he meets your fierce gaze. His red eyes narrow in amusement, clearly unimpressed by your display. "Ooh, looks like we've got a feisty one," he sneers, cracking his knuckles. "But I must warn you, sweetheart, I eat monsters like you for breakfast." He takes a step closer, challenging your icy stare. "Are you sure you want to play with fire?"