Chapter 22

Okay, I asked another fanfic writer called Cheycartoongirl8 about the songs and they said they're good. So…I don't know what to say other than torture ahead so please be advised on that. There's a warning for it.

Update (5/1/22)

Rosie

It had been so long since she and Alastor worked together. The last time they worked together was, if she recalled, before the last extermination. The two were on their routine singalongs with their friend Mimzy in her club. A group of rowdy Sinners decided it was a good idea to publicly attack Mimzy's club while they were there, speaking with their friends and just having a good time with one another. Apparently, it was over something about paying more than they like for drinks or something. Rosie, honestly, couldn't remember nor did she care when they broke several of Mimzy's windows and caused her dress to get torn up because of the shards of glass showing them. The time it took all of the glass shards to reach the ground was the time it took for Alastor and Rosie to teleport behind the Sinners and begin exterminating them like the vermin they are.

Looking back on it, Rosie wished they just captured them and tortured them slowly instead. Make them regret ever targeting their friend and ruining her dress. Her dresses weren't cheap you know! Plus, they could have made several songs together with Mimzy about why you shouldn't fuck with the friends of Overlords or ruin their attire in any shape or form, no matter how small the offense was.

Now, it seems, she had an opportunity to do so with Alastor. Except for this time it was against a female Sinner, and it was just one that decided to fuck with two Overlords. A pity that Mimzy wasn't here. She would be overjoyed at the thought of torturing someone, especially a female. For some reason, Mimzy enjoyed the thought of torturing female Sinners, specifically ones with bigger bosoms and thicker thighs than her. Likely a result of some form of jealousy or something along those lines. And, despite Rosie caring little if a woman is more beautiful than her, she had to admit, she was starting to see why Mimzy would want to torture those with bigger assets than her.

Looking at Sona and her fabulous body, the Sinner would give Lilith a run for her money with how big her breasts were and how thick her thighs were. Her breasts were bigger than watermelons for Satan's sake. And her thighs were so thick that it made even Rosie self-conscious of her own feminine features. And then there were the rest of the Sinner's assets.

Her thick thighs started to narrow down the further away they were from her hips and shapely rear, leading to petite-like feet. Her hourglass shape of a body made Rosie a bit self-conscious of her own beauty, and her face made Rosie think Sona will earn many enemies from Succubus with how beautiful it was. And without makeup to boot. All this made Sona a very appealing lady. One that Rosie would find joy in ruining. The fact that she tried to hurt the man she loved just made what she and Alastor were about to do even sweeter.

"So, how will proceed, Rosie dear?" Asked Alastor as they made their way to the basement of the hotel. The basement was filled with boxes, both old and new. It was clear to Rosie it was used as a storage room for the various things that the hotel staff didn't need at the moment. Perfect for her and Alastor at the moment.

Using her powers, she moved a bunch of boxes away, creating a large clear area for them to conduct their torture. Materializing some tables, Rosie began setting them in a half-circle while Alastor had Sona hanging from the ceiling by several tentacles that held her arms, placing them above her head, showing her curvaceous body to the Overlords. A normal man would have given away to Lust or have a nosebleed at the sight of such a beautiful Sinner in such a vulnerable position, but Alastor was no normal man. He'd long lost his sexual drive. In fact, he couldn't remember the last time he was attracted to anyone, even when he was among the living. He just had two views on people. Friends/acquaintances and victims.

Humming to himself, Alastor turned to see Rosie was materializing various torture tools from thin air and placing them gently on the tables. She even materialized a wooden horse and iron wheel.

"Oh, you do wish to inflict torture on the poor soul, don't you Rosie?" Asked Alastor rhetorically as Sona looked at all the torture devices with fear and sweat pouring down her face. She tried to speak, but couldn't as Alastor materialized a gag over her mouth to prevent her from speaking.

"Well dear, why wouldn't I?" Asked Rosie rhetorically as she turned around to face Alastor, her smile rather tight. "This woman tried to hurt the man I love and tried to force a war in Hell after recent extermination. Not to mention she may have knowledge of the one that hurt my son and choose to hide it from us. Why wouldn't I wish to inflict as much torture as I possibly can without killing her?" Alastor just conceded to her point.

"Point taken." Said Alastor before turning to Sona with a devious smirk. "Since she inflicted more pain to you than I, the first attempt belongs to you, my dear." With that, Alastor bowed while walking away, giving Rosie space to do whatever she wanted to Sona. Thanking Alastor, Rosie walked towards Sona and hummed.

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"Now, what should I do first?" Asked Rosie rhetorically as she looked at Sona, who was shaking in fear, while using her own powers to remove the gag from her mouth, allowing her to speak. "Oh, I know! Giving you a way to lessen the pain. Tell me what I want to know, and I'll lessen the pain on you. Clear?" Before Sona could say anything, Rosie suddenly got close and ripped her dress from her person, leaving her naked baring a pair of white panties and bra. Raising an eyebrow at the bra that was barely holding Sona's breasts in place, Rosie ripped that off as well, making the pair of mammalian glands bounce up and down, embarrassing Sona. Before Sona could speak again, Rosie placed a hand on Sona's throat. "Don't mistake that offer as me being merciful, whore. I intended to make this…let's call it a session, quite painful for you. That's the least you deserve for trying to hurt my Mordekaiser, much less control him. Understood?" She then began to squeeze Sona's throat, making her gasp and wiggle around. "Is that understood?" Sona just rapidly nodded, causing Rosie to stop and retract her hand.

"Good." Said Rosie as Sona as she looked at the Overlord in fear. "Anything you like to say?" Sona, fearful, then spoke up.

"I…I can't tell you anything. I'm sorry." Said Sona. Rosie hummed at that, sensing her sincerity. Obviously, whoever has sent her to try and control Mordekaiser is someone she feared. A pity.

"I see." Said Rosie as she went to the table and brought out a scalpel. "Then you only have yourself to blame for this." Rosie then turned to Alastor and spoke up. "Shall we sing a tune, my dear? Perhaps a carol this time?"

"Oh, my dear. That sounds absolutely delightful." Said Alastor with a big smile. "It's been so long since we made a carol! Why don't you start off, my dear?" Rosie smiled at that before looking at Sona.

"It will be my pleasure." Said Rosie before expecting her scalpel, noticing how sharp it was. Walking towards Sona, Rosie made a swipe at Sona's stomach, creating a thin cut across her stomach, making Sona cry out in pain. "Oh please. Don't tell me that actually hurt? My word, you're quite soft. This will be easier than I thought." With that, Rosie soon began to sing. Her beautiful singing was only mildly impaired by what she was doing right now.

Oh, torture. Oh, torture. How useful you are.

With each word that she spoke, Rosie made a slash across Sona's breasts, causing Sona to cry out due to how sensitive they are.

How helpful you are in annihilating my foes.

She then pressed her scalpel across Sona's right hip and began walking around the Sinner, creating a thin line across Sona's hip, eventually completing a full circle across Sona's hip area.

Oh, torture. Oh, torture. How wonderful you are.

Rosie made several slices across Sona's cheeks, making her whimper with how close the scalpel was to her eyes, noting they were closer than they needed to be.

How easy it is to extract information from my foes with you on my side.

Seeing all the bleeding slashes, Rosie made a grotesque smile before going over to a spray bottle filled with some type of blueish liquid.

Oh, torture. Oh, torture. How beautiful you are.

Making sure it was on, Rosie aimed the bottle at the cuts around Sona's breasts before spraying the liquid on them. The moment the liquid touched the cuts, Sona let out a banshee-like scream. Her breasts felt like they were on fire, and it got worse as Rosie kept spraying her breast.

It's a wonder how people fail to acknowledge you.

Sona was begging now as Rosie sprayed her cheeks, wanting the pain to go away. Rosie, however, just ignored her as she continued spraying.

Oh, torture. Oh, torture. How good you are to me.

After finishing spraying Sona's cheeks, Rosie looked the Sona in the eyes and laughed at how much pleading there was within them. As if she will ever give this bitch much mercy.

You bring me such joy when I use you on my foes.

And thus, Rosie was done, slashing at Sona's pale skin one last time before giving a bow to Alastor, who was clapping at her performance.

"Bravo! Bravo!" Yelled Alastor with a face-splitting smile. "You haven't lost your touch, Rosie. Both in singing and in inflicting pain on your foes." Rosie just blushed a bit before waving Alastor a bit.

"Oh, Alastor, you." Said Rosie with her own smile. "No need to give praise to something I already know. If anything, I would be embarrassed if I lost my touch in either. Now, let's see you do your part in torturing this whore." Alastor gave a laugh at that.

"Well, it has been a week since I last tortured someone." Said Alastor before graciously going to one of the tables that they set up, all of them filled with various torture devices, ranging from archaic, ancient devices to the more modern ones. Both Alastor and Rosie preferred to use the more ancient devices, finding them more personal and pain-inflicting than the modern-day torture application, but Alastor had to admit some of the more modern torture devices are quite to his liking. Especially the ones that his friend Thresh made himself. And it was the table that Alastor was going to that held the most of Thresh's personal creations.

"You know Sona." Said Alastor as the blue-haired Sinner looked at Alastor as he examined the table, wondering which application to use, bleeding from all the cuts caused by Rosie. "My friend and I prefer the more primitive application of torture. We find them more personal and more painful than those of the modern age. However, I must admit, every now and then, the new inventions rival, maybe even surpass, the ones of old. Like this one." He then brought out an old crank phone attached to various wires. "This little contraption is called the Tucker Phone! Modified a bit, sure, but still the same principle. It's quite an ingenious invention, I do say. This box here is modified to create electricity if you turn the crank. How is this torture, you say? Well, that's where the wires come from."

As he made his way toward Sona, Alastor ripped off her panties. Raising an eyebrow to see that they're wet, Alastor nonetheless placed a few wires in her genitals. He also placed a few in her anus and the remaining ones around her breasts and big toes. With the wires all placed, Alastor spoke up.

"Now, are you going to talk or not? We can stop if you talk and we like the answer." Said Alastor. Despite the pain, she was in, and no doubt that more will be coming, Sona simply whimpered before lowering her head, anticipating the pain that will be coming soon.

"Hm." Said Alastor as he saw this. "Well more fun for us!" He then began turning the crank, causing the telephone to turn and electricity to flow towards the wires, causing Sona to cry out in pain as the electric currents of the course of the wire through her privates and insides. After a few more seconds, Alastor stopped, giving Sona a short reprieve.

"That is what it does, my dear." Said Alastor as Rosie watched with a smile as Alastor inflicted his torture. "I turn this crank and electricity is produced! Said electricity is then transferred to those wires, which then get transferred to you, specifically where I placed the wires. I imagine it's quite painful. But what do I know! I'm just here to torture the one that hurt my friend!" He then summoned a few shadows, who then took over the crank. "As well as to sing!" With a snap of his fingers, he then began to sing while his shadows began to turn the crank, starting the painful procedure.

Oh, what a thrill! Oh, what a thrill! Oh, what a thrill it is to help a friend in their time of need!

Alastor then took Rosie's hand and the two began to tango, much to Rosie's amusement.

She is quite the beauty! She must have been in order to attract the love and devotion of the Iron Revenant!

He then made a shadow in Mordekaiser's likeness before giving Rosie over to the shadow, who then lifted Rosie off her feet and held her bridal style, making her blush.

The Iron Revenant is quite the man! He's quite the man! He must be if my friend is eager to inflict torture and pain on the one that hurt him!

He then summoned a shadow in Sona's likeness and have it near Rosie. While eyeing the Shadow made in Mordekaiser's likeness, appreciating its details, she had her left hand turned into a claw before using it to rip off the face of the shadow shaped like Sona while appreciating the screams coming from the real Sona.

When I was asked! When I was asked! When I was asked to torture a whore, I smiled and provided my services!

Alastor then eyed Sona as she was electricity tortured, loving the screams of pain she was screaming out. If he didn't know any better, she probably go mute with how much she was screaming.

Oh, how lovely this has been! Inflicting such wonderous torture with a dear friend! Here's to a wonderful evening and to a succulent meal with my friend and her loving lover!

With that Alastor took a bow, ending his song. Rosie, having heard it all, clapped at his performance.

"Bravo, Alastor. Bravo." Said Rosie as she got off the arms of the shadow shaped like Mordekaiser. "Perhaps, as a final sendoff, we sing a duet with one another. While torturing this wretch, of course." Alastor made a face-splitting smile at that.

"Why that sounds like an excellent idea, my dear." Said Alastor as he eyed Sona, still screaming out in pain from the electric torture. "Any ideas?" Rosie simply brought out a pair of breast rippers, causing Alastor to smile.

"Shall we heat them up, my dear?" Asked Rosie. "I heard they're more painful if you heat them up." Alastor simply hummed before making his decision.

Meanwhile

Mordekaiser

"Intriguing." Said Mordekaiser as Hecarim finished speaking. "So you mean to say that your old master is behind the turning of my guards as well as the men under your command?"

"Yes, milord." Said Hecarim with a bow, ignoring everyone else around them. "My old king, Viego, has attempted to circumvent your control over your calvary and I suspect he tried to do the same here with the Iron Guard." Mordekaiser hummed at that as everyone else was trying to process all this.

"And has he successfully managed to circumvent my control of your warriors?" Asked Mordekaiser.

"If he has, we have them all under quarantine, milord." Said Karthus. "However, when we left, they were still fighting whatever kind of magic Viego was using on them. I used whatever magic I can to help them, but rest assured, milord, if they turn, your warriors will destroy them." Mordekaiser hummed in approval at that.

"Good. However, the fact that Viego is able to do this is concerning." Said Mordekaiser. "We must find out how he's doing it and stop him. Is that understood?" Both Karthus and Hecarim gave bows at that. Before Mordekaiser could give them more orders, Charlie suddenly spoke up.

"Uh, pardon me." Said Charlie as the three Immortal Bastion leaders looked at Charlie Morningstar. "I know this doesn't sound like something that I should know, but who is Viego?" Hecarim just looked at Mordekaiser, who just nodded. With that Hecarim told Charlie, along with everyone else about his former master.

"Viego was my king when I was among the living." Said Hecarim. "He used to be a good and competent ruler, but grief and love blinded him. Made him weak, and lose his kingdom as a result. Though I will admit, he indulged in my desire to shed blood, so he wasn't a complete failure at the end of his life." Charlie looked a bit upset with what Hecarim just said about his former king, but decided to ask another question first.

"So he isn't one of your people?" Asked Charlie, looking at Mordekaiser, who just looked at her with annoyance.

"Then all this wouldn't be occurring right now, would it?" Asked Mordekaiser in annoyance, causing Charlie to flinch before looking at the floor.

"Guess you're right on that." Said Charlie as she rubbed her left arm. "So, will he be a threat to my hotel and my friends?"

"Obviously." Said Mordekaiser. "Given that he's attempted to take control of the warriors here and have them try to kill your hotel staff and patrons, I say that you are a threat to him." Charlie frowned at that.

"I see." Said Charlie, saddened to hear that. Even those that she didn't know about seemed to hate her idea of reformation. It made her want to cry. Seeing the princess was close to crying, caused Mordekaiser to scoff.

"Do not cry in my presence, Morningstar." Said Mordekaiser in annoyance. "You're the daughter of Lucifer himself. Do not embarrass yourself by crying in front of one of his greatest rivals." Charlie just looked up at Mordekaiser with teary eyes, causing him to growl. Rubbing her eyes to wipe the tears away, Charlie looked at Mordekaiser, now tear-free. Giving a sigh, Mordekaiser looked at everyone else before speaking up.

"Now that you've wiped yourself of your weakness, what will you say to your people, princess?" Asked Mordekaiser mockingly, causing Vaggie to glare at him. Before the gray-haired Sinner could say anything, Charlie spoke up.

"Attention everyone!" Yelled Charlie, causing everyone to look at her. "Because of the attack that has occurred today, we're putting the rehabilitation programs on hold until the person responsible for the attack is brought to justice. Compensation will be given out to those affected by this. It doesn't matter how you wish to acquire it. Just let us know and we'll do our best to offer compensation for the trauma you all went through." Before anyone could say anything, they suddenly heard the sounds of crashing coming from the upper floors. Looking at the commotion they saw an Imp crashing towards the lobby, bleeding from several injuries.

"Sir!" Yelled Moxxie in concern as both he and Millie went towards their boss in concern.

Meanwhile

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"Stop! Please stop! I'll tell you everything that you want to know! I swear!" Yelled Sona as she finally reached her breaking point. Looking at the two Overlords with tears flowing freely down her face, Sona watched as they were about to tear her breasts off with their breast rippers, the instruments of torture soaked in blood as they dug into her breasts.

"Well that took a while, didn't it?" Said Alastor as he looked at Rosie, still looking eager to rip off the breasts of Sona, but was willing to wait until she told them everything that they wanted to know.

"Who would want Mordekaiser under their control and who was the being that attacked my son?" Demanded Rosie as she glared at Sona, daring her to lie to the Overlord. Fortunately, all the fight in Sona was now gone.

"It was a man named Viego." Said Sona as she looked at Rosie. "He wanted both Lucifer and Mordekaiser to attack one another in order to weaken each other so that he can take over all of Hell for himself." Rosie rose an eyebrow at that.

How would having Mordekaiser and Lucifer attack one another weaken Hell enough for this Viego to claim rulership of Hell? Mordekaiser was powerful, that everyone can be assured of, but he only had rulership of over one massive city. One filled with soldiers, yes, but it's still one city compared to the massive plains that were each of the Seven Rings of Hell, all of whom swear fealty to Lucifer. So, either this Viego was stupider than his name suggests or Mordekaiser has been keeping secret of how large his forces actually…oh who was she kidding? Of course, her lover would keep secret just how powerful he really was. But if he was that powerful, how did this Viego know about it?

"And the creature that attacked my son?" Asked Rosie, starting to lessen the pain on Sona. Though she loathed doing so, she knew that giving the girl some reprieve for giving the demon what she wanted will make her cooperate more. It made her look more reasonable than whatever thing that Sona was afraid of.

"It's a creature from ancient times. Before God was even a thing. A sort of primordial demon named Nocturne." Said Sona, causing Rosie to pause a bit.

A primordial demon? From before God itself? How could that be? Wasn't he the creator of all things? How could something exist before even him? These questions and more were flowing through Rosie's mind, preventing her from asking any more questions, and causing Alastor to take over.

"That is all interesting, my dear, but we have a tight schedule, my dear." Said Alastor as he used his breast ripper to rip off Sona's left breast, making her scream out in pain as blood flow freely from the new wound. "Now, my dear, unless you wish to die from that, I advise you to answer my question. Is this Nocturne under the command of Viego? If so, why? And are there more like him?"

"Yes!" Yelled Sona quickly. "I know of the location of one who serves such a being. It's in my room! In my instrument's suitcase! And I know that Nocturne follows Viego. I don't know why though! That's all I know! I swear!" Pouting a bit at that, Alastor nonetheless closed Sona's breast wound, making her sigh in relief. Looking at Rosie, who just recovered from her contemplation, Alastor asked her if she had any more questions, which she did.

"Do you know where Viego is?" Asked Rosie, causing Sona to shake her head. "A pity. Then can I ask you if you were assigned to kill Sahn-Ikal? Or at the least mind-control him as Viego wanted with Mordekaiser?" Hearing the aggressive tone from the Overlord caused Sona to gulp, but she knew she had to answer, lest she gets punished more.

"Y-yes." Said Sona, causing Rosie's eyes to narrow. "I was assigned to also kill him if I can't control him along with Charlie. To use them as puppets for Viego."

"I see." Said Rosie upon hearing all that, her expression unreadable. Alastor just smiled at this while Sona was trying to move away from Rosie, only for Alastor to hold her in place, eager to see what will happen next. He was not disappointed.

In the blink of an eye, Rosie placed her breast ripper on Sona's remaining breast and ripped it off. As Sona screamed in pain, Rosie summoned a hot piece of metal before ramming into the exposed flesh, causing even more pain to the blue-haired Sinner. Rosie wasn't done yet, however, as she went over to one of the tables and brought out a large stick. Around the diameter of a large dildo. She then went over to Sona and rammed it into her genitals, almost the entirety of its length went inside the Sinner, causing her massive discomfort and pain. Before Sona could beg Rosie to stop, Rosie pressed a button on one end of the stick and dozens of pointy spikes erupted from the stick and dug into Sona's pussy.

As the Sinner screamed in pain, Rosie began moving the stick, causing rips and tears all over Sona's genitals. Screaming out in octaves that should not be possible, Sona's pain tolerance finally broke and she went unconscious as Rosie kept torturing the poor girl. Eventually, she stopped and pulled out the stick, uncaring that she didn't retract the spikes, thus ruining the Sinner's genitals.

"Remind me to never harm your child, my dear." Said Alastor as he inspected the damage. "A mother's fury knows no rival."

"Let this be a lesson, Alastor." Said Rosie as she inspected her dirty hands, her fun marred with how dirty her hands were. "Never go after one's children unless you intended to kill the parents as well."

"I will, my dear." Said Alastor as he followed Rosie upstairs, where she intended to clean herself. "I will indeed."

Meanwhile

Wrath Ring

Nocturne

In one of the more volcanic areas of the Wrath Ring, far away from the main population of Wrath, Nocturne was traveling to a hidden cave, careful to avoid any Imps or any demonic creatures native to the ring.

Growing, Nocturne floated towards a crevice that was flanked by several natural rock formations before slashing at a section of a rock wall hidden in shadow. Just like that, the rock wall section disappeared, revealing a catacomb-like hallway styled in the architecture of medieval Europe. Going inside, the rock wall illusion returned as Nocturne flew inside.

Eventually, after a few minutes of traversing the catacomb-like place he was in, Nocturne arrived at a massive chamber that was protected by a massive golden door depicting a young human couple. The man had short brown hair and looked at his lover fondly, a young woman with auburn hair. They both looked at each other fondly and were about to kiss one another. Sneering at the door in disgust, Nocturne pushed the doors open and entered. Once he did, he saw the interior and was immediately repulsed.

The room he entered was a throne-room ensue place that was filled with statues and paintings of the couple from the door. At the very end of the room was the man from the paintings and statues. However, he was drastically different from what he looked like in those depictions.

Where the paintings had him with healthy, tanned skin, the man had milky-white skin that was gaunt, showing bones, particularly in his cheeks and torso. His brown hair was now white and lifeless, the strands flowing lifelessly down his downtrodden head that was currently looking at the floor. And his outfit was something to be desired. Black pants that held rips all over and a black jacket that exposed his gaunt torso. On top of his head, was a green and blue crown, broken in several areas.

Looking in disgust at this person, Nocturne traveled towards them. Stopping a few feet from them, Nocturne spoke.

"Your plan was a failure. Mordekaiser and his child still live. Lucifer's daughter is also alive and well. She will no doubt know that Mordekaiser is not at fault for what happened at the hotel and therefore no war will come between him and Lucifer. Instead, those may team up and hunt you down for daring to harm their children." Said Nocturne as he looked Viego, who clenched his fists upon hearing all that.

"You were supposed to succeed, Nocturne." Said Viego. His voice soundings as if he has never used it in thousands of years. "You promised me."

"I promised nothing." Said Nocturne in annoyance. "I merely said I would do my best to ensure this stupid plan would work. And it didn't. Now we must prepare for the inevitable attack that will come to us because of our actions. Yes?" Instead of answering, Viego looked down and spoke.

"It's not fair, you know." Said Viego in deep contemplation. "Lucifer betrayed his father and doomed humanity to the system that exists today, yet he has a loving wife and child. Mordekaiser shook the system with his kingdom and nearly murdered Lucifer yet has a child with one of the Fallen Angel's Overlords. Granted, they're not together, yet they fare better than me and Isolde, who has done nothing but be in love with one another. Why do these men, who have done far worse than me, have better endings than I, whose only crime was loving a commoner?" Nocturne growled at Viego's wallowing before speaking up.

"I care not for your foolish love, Viego." Said Nocturne. "Remember the deal you've made with the Prophet. You will get your love back if you manage to bring about the coming of the old ways. I care little how you do it, so long as you complete the goal. My kind has endured that upstart god's reign for too long. Free us and we'll help you bring your love back. Then you can do whatever you please." Though Viego heard all that, he was stuck on what Nocturne said about his love and it angered him. Raising a hand, Viego summoned forth several portals all over Nocturne, and out came several lanky monstrosities with vicious claws for hands. Surrounding Nocturne, the gray-skinned monsters were ready to fight, but Nocturne cared little. Looking at Viego as he was surrounded by black mist, the mist soon dissipated revealing a rejuvenated Viego. Though he looked the same, his skin was less gaunt than before and his hair wasn't as lifeless, now flowing freely and with purpose.

"You can insult me whenever you desire, Nocturne." Said Viego as he marched towards Nocturne, summoning a Zweihänder-like sword with a green blade and holding the blade as he walked. "But insult the love I have towards my beloved Isolde, and I will cut you down. Is that understood?" Rather than be intimidated, even as Viego placed his sword across Nocturne's throat, the demon just laughed.

"You think you have power over me, child?" Asked Nocturne mockingly. "You have nothing. You kill me, and you kill your most powerful asset. What do you have in your possession after you rid yourself of me? Legions of mindless servants that can easily be destroyed with a simple gun in hell? Dozens of royals guards that are no match for those that even the weakest of demon royalty possess for guards? There's the dragon, but that thing is far too unpredictable to be utilized in any battle." As Nocturne kept speaking, Viego gritted his teeth in frustration. Before he could say anything, Nocturne kept speaking.

"And about the other demons? Tahm Kench cares little about the course of existence so long as he acquires food for himself. Evelynn also doesn't care as she rather likes the system right now, even if she has to deal with Succubus coming into her territory. Fiddlesticks? Well, how was the injury you received when you asked him for assistance?" Viego growled at that.

"I have…" Nocturne interrupted, enraging Viego.

"Vilemaw? *Scoffs* He hates you ever since you forced him to serve you and imprisoned his priest, forcing him to spawn countless spiders for your armies. I assure you that he will want your head on a platter once he's freed." Said Nocturne before pushing the sword away. "So, unless you like to deprive yourself of your finest asset, you will let me speak on what you are. Is that understood?" Growling at Nocturne, Viego, nonetheless backed down.

"And what, may I ask, is your plan after this failure?" Asked Viego, angry at the demon. If Nocturne, could, he would be smiling right now.

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