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Azazel just sighed heavily.

"Right." he said.

"Tell me, what's the last thing you remember?" he asked her.

Erica paused when she was asked that. The last thing she truly remembered was setting aside her payment for Balphagor... but that was not info she was willing to share. So she decided to lie.

"Getting together for our little 'date'." she fibbed.

"Ohhhh jeez." Azazel mumbled.

"Then you have a LOT to be caught up on." he told her.

"Want to get yourself a drink before drop a buttload of info on you?" he asked.

Azazel was at attention when he heard Erica call out.

He smiled a little, before clearing his throat.

"Den!" he called back.

She made her way into the room, and saw him sitting in one of the chairs, with a demon horn in his hand.

"...hey." he greeted her.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Like... overall, and any specifics you feel are worth noting."

Azazel was silent and watched them as they go, before looking at Erica.

"...well, that's that, I suppose." he said.

"Erica, I... well..." he mumbled, before shaking his head.

"Here's hoping you wake up soon, feeling better." he commented.

He then looked at the horn in his hand, and stared at it.

"...hm." he muttered.

Azazel caught the horn, grimacing a bit at it. He was essentially holding a severed limb, and that was... a bit on the nasty side.

"...right." he said.

"Don't see THAT happening." he muttered.

Balphagor then nodded at Lilith.

"...yes..." he said blankly.

Then, with almost no hesitation, he poured his own mana into his hands, and increased the pressure on his horn... soon crushing it and crumbling it to ashes and dust, the remnants disappearing forever.

"...and with that, he will never be himself again." Azazel commented quietly.

Balphagor's mouth opened in a scream... but nothing was heard. Deafening silence echoed around them as the horns were severed.

Azazel flinched when he saw this, and all semblance of Balphagor's personality... what little remained... drained from his eyes.

"...pet?" Azazel muttered.

"At this point, he's little more than a DOLL." he mumbled further, looking the other demon up and down.

"...couldn't have happened to a nicer guy." he then spat.

"Guess HE won't be bother anyone again for... well, probably all eternity." he commented further. "Depends on which daughter you give him to, and how charitable she feels at any given point."

Balphagor said nothing and made his way over towards Erica. He placed his hand on her arm, and there was pulse of mana... which Azazel could then sense Balphagor's influence leave Erica's body completely and utterly.

She was completely free of him.

Normally, Azazel was not one to show emotion in front of Lilith, as it was a sign of weakness to her, but he couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief.

Balphagor then made his way back to Lilith, and smiled.

"I have done as you asked, Madam Lilith." he told her.

"...." Azazel was silent, and winced subtly, almost scared of what Lilith would do NOW.

"Of course..." Balphagor responded with a smile.

-About 50 minutes later-

Azazel had returned, and insisted Anya go and seek some help for her injuries. With her network, he knew she would be able to get help, and he was sitting in a chair in the bedroom, looking over Erica again.

However, in a burst of strong mana, he saw Balphagor and Lilith appear in the room as well, and he was immediately on edge.

Though, looking at Balphagor, he calmed down. A little.

"She is the last one." Balphagor said to Lilith.

Ryker raised an eyebrow when Zeke said what he did.

"Eh?" he muttered.

"A dragon?" he asked.

He then looked out the window, watching the sky.

"...there anything that makes you think this is a dragon?" he asked.

"Like, anything specific?"

".........yes." Balphagor replied.

"The past 2 years." he told repeated.

"And it will be done within an hour." he said further.

She knew very well what she was doing. She was erasing all the work he'd put into gathering his army... he'd started merely 2 years ago, and this would put him back to square one...

...if she allowed him to continue to be himself.

"Anything for you, Lilith." he added, all sense of his original self gone.

"..." Balphagor was silent for a moment, as he tried to resist her.

But it was futile.

When Lilith turned on her charm, she was nigh-irresistible. And powerful as he was, Balphagor did not have the ability to resist her.

As such, after a few seconds of looking into her eyes, she saw him relax.

"..............yes...." he said.

"A kiss of honesty...." he said further.

"Of course..." he went on, and Lilith knew she had him.

"O-Overthrow you!?" Balphagor exclaimed.

"No! No, no, no! Perish the thought!" he told her, panic setting in.

'Damn it!' he thought.

'Did that spider bitch spread the word!?' he thought further.

"N-none can overtake you, Lilith..." he then told her.

"It... it would be foolish to think that." he went on.

However... the fact that he said that was a detriment for him... as he was known in higher circles to be foolish for power.

"L-L-Lilith!" Balphagor stammered when he saw who was there.

...he had to admit, Lilith was as much of a prize as they came. There were none in Hell as desirable as SHE was, and she knew it. That was the problem.

"I... ah..." he stammered.

"I merely... merely wish to raise my rank." he told her.

"That's all." he said.

"N-nothing for YOU to concern yourself with."

"I don't intend to." Azazel responded.

"...but I can't promise anything." he lamented.

- - -

Balphagor just sighed as he finished burning the rest of the webbing away, and shaking his head.

"Ugh." he groaned. "That was a pain and a half." he said.

"But whatever. The prize is still mine." he chuckled.

"...now... let's see about that guppy from earlier." he then told himself.

"The bigger fish was more trouble than she's worth, but a pure-aligned necromancer could be invaluable in my rise." he chuckled darkly.

Azazel just sighed.

"...tell them I'm trying to help Erica." he told her.

"By any means necessary." he continued.

"..." he was then silent, before shaking his head.

"More specifically..." he then said further, stopping for a moment.

"Tell them I'm going on an arranged date." he went on.

"...they'll know what it means."