Though William's manic aura that was unleashed completly dissappeared, his position on the battlefield didnt, and already noticing anouther being coming towards his direction, he thought to entertain himself with what manor of creature that desided to enter the now gore filled area.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Now, now was it really necessarily to kill our guys as well. William was it?"</span><br/><br/>His sights turned to a female, she had demonic aura, one that she couldnt hide from him even to save her little life. He was amused by her appearance and how she acted brave and stable around him, even though she was standing in guts and gore of both humans and demons, his large dragon-like wings fluttered in the corpse smelling breeze, a gentle almost supple smile came across his insane look that glinted in his eye.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"William Carnell, one of the most respected demons in the underworld. my my it a pleasure to met you. Although I am not to happy that you killed the kings scouts."</span><br/><br/>His body twitched at the sound of King, his fustration only grew more powerful at the thought of that damned Demon King. One thing about morals that no one understood about him was, if you fight you fight for a worthy cause, and even though to others eyes it seemed he anniahlated the demons and humans for no reason, to his eyes it was simple. He turned his head to the little demon that circled him, "You pathetic excuse of existance..." His own physical preasence began to weigh everything down from a hundred yard ratius, this also effected the little demon that circled around him. The very power that caursed through his veins even made her own physical body reject her, he watched this effect with amusment and glee.<br/><br/>"As if you could ever understand the instability that has been caused here..." He walked towards the female as she was already kneeling from the sheer preasure of his preasence, he merely looked down to her "You act so...Stable, cold and calculating...But how could you feel fear when you dont even know true power....Or strength..." He walked past her, his power began to flux making the ground under her crack, however he wasnt using his aura at all. But his physical strength that he possesed, he merely dismissed her as another demon and knew in the end whilst she served the King. She and her comrades would fall. His tone by then was one of pity and confidence, as if he knew what was going to happen in the future. His expression changed from insanity to that of a person who just felt sorry for someone else. Completly uncharacteristic, he merely walked away, not making an effert of trying to escape or run. But preasure that was placed on the female had dissappeared after he blured out of sight and from the area.<br/><br/>" Now what...." He looked to the side able to smell the sent of Holy magic and aura, though he was highly resistant to it and holy prayers and magic hardly effect him if at all. He could never stand the smell of rightousness.