Raised voices echoed through the stone hallway. Demise scowled and pulled open his door, which only made the voices louder. He stalked towards the source, scattering any demons that happened to be in his way.
"You are such an idiot, Ghirahim!"
"And how do you figure that, Link? I'm amazed you can even think with that puny human brain of yours!"
"This puny human defeated you in battle three separate times or are you such anairhead that you've forgotten that fact?"
"Oh that is it, skychild!"
Demise's expression grew darker as he came around a corner to find his sword jerking on the boy's hair while Link screamed insults at the other. He cleared his throat loudly, causing Link and Ghirahim to freeze.
The two men slowly looked towards their master, eyes wide in shock. Demise waited until he had their complete attention and then bellowed "SILENCE, YOU LITTLE BRATS" at the top of his lungs, shaking the entire castle.
The effect was immediate.
Ghirahim shrieked and leapt away from the boy, taking a handful of blond hair in the process as he skidded away down the polished floor.
Link's eyes were huge as he stumbled backward, holding a hand to his sore head. Demise watched with an eyebrow raised as the boy tripped over his own feet halfway down the hallway only to roll as he hit the ground. The former hero took one more look at Demise and fled as soon as he got back to his feet.
The demon king smiled as he listened to Ghirahim's shrieking and Link's frantic footfalls carrying back though the hallway. It always felt good to talk some sense into his servants.