Denis waited anxiously in his obsidian tower, looking out into the smoldering landscape that he called home. Bone serpents jumped into the air like dolphins and colonies of hellbats soared towards the lava ponds. Denis sighed as a stalactite cracked from the ceiling and crashed into the shore of a lava pond.
"Greetings, Denis," said a voice behind the demon. Denis turned around and found a skeleton dressed in a blue robe and a leather wizard hat.
"Tim," said Denis in a sour tone as his face turned stony, "What do you want?"
"I'd like to fill out your report for the Wall," smirked Tim as he stroked his bony chin, "Where to start... Ah yes, The Eye of Cthulhu failed to kidnap the guide, the merchant arrived aaaaaand the user is going to the dungeon."
The demon looked mildly surprise with the last bit of information. "At the most, I'm glad of the good news," breathed Denis as he took off to the dreaded pit of doom. He burst through the door and nearly tripped into the pit.
"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING, DENIS!?" shouted the voice from the pitch-black pit. His tone very, very annoyed, "DO YOU REALIZE THAT YOU HAVE INTERRUPTED MY MEDITATION!?"
"Ah yes," mumbled Denis as he bowed very deeply. He was careful not to anger the master while keeping a calm smile on his horrific face, "My Evilness, I bring good news, very good news. The user is going to the dungeon alone."
"AND WHY SHOULD THAT BE OF MY CONCERN!?" asked the master, his anger rising to its peak.
"Isn't the guide part of your so-called devious plan," sneered Tim as he teleported in the room. He slowly paced around the pit, "This, I think should be much of your concern. Have you lost your game, Lord? Have you become so lazy that you have to heavily rely on your minions that don't want to even see or hear you? Do you think that Denis and his crew really tried everything to fetch that NPC for you?"
There was silence. A very cold and eerie silence. Beads of sweat trickled down Denis' forehead. The torches in the room grew almost white. There was a sizzling noise, a noise that Denis knew too well.
"Toodles," laughed Tim as he tipped his hat and disappeared in a burst of blue sparks. At the same time, a purple laser arched over onto the place where Tim had been standing, while leaving a small crater.
"GET THAT GUIDE NOW. OR ELSE!" shrieked the master as the room quaked in fear of the volume. Denis fled in extreme alarm as the entire room collapsed for the first time in a century.