Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

"As if Athenia will let that happen!" Squeezing the handles of the dagger, Raven wished to dash forward and just slit her throat clean, but deep down the question ate at him; \'what if what she was telling was the truth?\'.

Leaning forward once more, the Mistress chuckled behind sealed lips. Watching the whole party struggling to contain their anger, their fists clenched, their lips ready to cast spells, she enjoyed every moment of it.

"She can try but just like your attempt to peer into Maria\'s mind failed–" Halting herself, the Mistress covered her mouth with her hand and began to giggle. "And yes, I felt your desperate attempt to do so when you tried. How did that work for you by the way? Not at all is my guess so why would you think this time would be any different?"

"How do you know…about that?" Eyes wide with horror, Raven\'s mind raced for an answer, and although the Mistress didn\'t reply, the more he thought of it, the more he grew closer to a singular answer. With a gulp, he shook his head, let the daggers disappear into the dark, and then finally looking into her eyes he asked, hesitantly. "You granted her that wish?"

The demoness nodded, still smirking at the party.

"The poor girl would\'ve died on the streets, what else was I supposed to do?

Besides, watching her struggle was far more chaotic than just letting the cycle of torment continue until she died." Her remarks made the blood of them all boil with rage, but knowing their attempts would be futile and only result in drawing the ire of an enemy they can\'t possibly beat; they kept their anger sheathed even though it was ready to rain on aggressively like burning oil.

While the mortals struggled to accept the situation, the only other pure demon decided to step forward. Looking down at the Mistress, an unsure look over Asmodia.

"So you took over the succubus\'s after they imprisoned me?" She asked and the Mistress replied by making her smile grow wider.

The two continued to stare at each other for a whole minute almost as if communicating something through their eyes, but then breaking the silence once more, Asmodia spat at the demoness.

"That throne\'s mine you whore…" She said in a deceptively calm manner.

"Ughh! What the fuck?!" Grabbing the bed sheets to clean up her face, the Mistress kept scornfully staring at Asmodia from the edge of her eyes. "You bitch! It\'s not my fault the devils were up for the taking! If not me then someone else would\'ve taken advantage of that opportunity!"

Letting the demoness clean herself off, Asmodia kept staring her down until a haunting feeling took over the Mistress\'s heart. With a gulp, she tried to speak up but was instantly shot down when Asmodia began talking.

"We\'re killing this one the first chance we can," she told the other with not a flicker of emotion reflected in her eyes.

"S-shut up, as if you can do anything to me!" Yelped the Mistress, but her arrogance was quickly cut short as Asmodia placed one foot on the bed beside her and leaned closer to whisper into her face.

"If immortal gods can die, so can you." Grabbing her face from the side, Asmodia smiled for once. Staring into the eyes of the demoness, she chuckled behind her lips just as she had before whispering some more. "And unless you wanna expedite that plan, you better behave and do as these kids say. Do we have an agreement, you opportunistic slut?"

"Get away from me!" Gathering her courage to shove away Asmodia, the Mistress\'s face distorted in anger.

Glaring at each other, the demons were having a duel of their own, not with fists, weapons or tact, but rather their intimidation factor alone. Although terrifying in her own right, the Mistress was forced to look away. Asmodia had looked gods in their faces and spat at them for killing her lover, and the Mistress knew there was no way she could intimidate the devil of seduction.

"I\'ll do what I want! But fine! No more slave trading! No more tormenting children!" Slowly lifting her head, she glanced over to Raven and the others. "That\'s all that you want, right? I\'ll give it to you, just stop bothering me now!"

With the loss of intimidation, she looked like a defeated wolf scurrying away from the victor\'s territory. Even so, being outed as a primordial, everyone but Asmodia saw her in a different light. They couldn\'t defeat her, nor wanted to as of yet, so better way to end the conflict than an agreement that she would stop her torments.

"Don\'t think we\'re not gonna watch you." Taking a step closer despite feeling a grip of uncertainty over his entire being, Raven looked the Mistress in the eye as he warned her with his parting words. "This stalemate, it doesn\'t make you an ally but also not yet an enemy as long as you abide by what you\'ve promised."

Holding her bitter gaze for a while, Raven could feel his fingers still quivering for a slash. However, holding himself back from doing something stupid, he quickly turned around and led the group outdoors.

"By the way…" Staying behind for a while longer while the party left, Asmodia had something else to say to the demoness.

"What?!" She growled, glaring at Asmodia with a scrunched nose.

Smirking at her frustration, the demoness rubbed even more salt to the demon\'s wounds.

"We have two visitors from Elenaris, they\'ll be back here tomorrow to check out this place. Keep it open to the public so they can spread more chaos to feed our people down there." Even though the Mistress couldn\'t stand Asmodia any more, if the girls visiting would lead to more chaos for the demons to exploit, then she had no choice but to agree to her request.

"I\'ll show them the basics, now fuck off!"

"Ooo~ Such a foul mouth, your mother will be disappointed when I tell meet her tonight, ahaha~"

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Disappearing with those words and an echoing cackle, the devil of seduction had successfully managed to piss off a primordial.