Nathaniel's eyes narrowed, glinting red for an instant, either to startle or warn the demoness. "Your eyes are red, just like any other demons' get when they're itching for a fight." He pressed the blade harder against her skin, allowing the scarlet liquid to trickle.<br/><br/>" Ok, can I say I'm a demoness , or a demoness with no knowledge? No master." He allowed a grin to touch his normally emotionless face. "That would be the worst lie I've ever heard! You've got to be-"<br/><br/>"Nathaniel"<br/><br/>The demon prince glanced back at the angel, who leaned against the tree tiredly, looking in the girl's direction with sympathy, "She isn't lying. Enough interrogating." Nathaniel turned to Danise again, his gaze like cold fire with his icy blue eyes staring her down for a moment, then pulling the blade from her throat and taking a few steps back. "I'm watching you" he muttered.<br/><br/>Nathaniel then turned and strutted over to where another interrogation was happening. He folded his arms, still holding the knife in his right hand, "You aren't getting away with that pathetic excuse of yours." Nathaniel jerked a thumb at the female mercenary, "Blondy over here seems to know the difference between us and a complete sack of shit like you."<br/><br/>He approached the lord, grabbing him by his collar and pulling him close violently, whispered, "It doesn't take much to realize you're with the demons, even a brain-dead child could figure that one out. Why don't you run on back to the demon capital and tell King Xerxes how you failed to catch the angel when she's right in front of you, and how you pissed yourself in front of the runaway Prince?" He promptly shoved the Lord out of his face, catching the gaze of a startled angel.