"It's so good to see you. I am delighted that you came tonight" Theseus said as he greeted the demon King Aamon and the demon queen Achlys. They were both dressed in vibrant red outfits, the long nails of the woman mimicking the brightness of flames. The icy king was smiling, sitting on his throne while his guest passed by to greet him. The demon king, a very charming man with black long hair and completely black eyes laughed.
"We all know that you don't like us Theseus. No need to play nice with us. The angels are stiff like that."
"Oh, well I guess it's okay for me to express my utter disgust of having to host a wolf party, isn't it?" He told them still smiling. The demonic clan was one of the few supernatural species he didn't despise of. Obviously not because they were nice but because they were honest. They were talkative and dangerous but if they didn't like you it wasn't in their ways to scheme and hide. They would just execute instantly and take great pleasure from it.
