"I am rather hungry. and a shower would be nice." Helkior said. he could only guess that she meant a way to clean himself, and if his stench was any indication, she was right, as he had lain in the forest with nothing but rain to clean him for 3000 years.<br/><br/>Helkior stepped into the shower and dropped his clothing... or at least what was left of it. There were bits of chain mail that hadn't rusted, but other than that, no one would guess it was a warrior prince's clothing, much less a demon's. As he stepped into the shower, he realized something.<br/><br/>"Uhhhh... Bre... How does this thing work?" he shouted.