The demon remained still, casually leaned against the door frame. His expression half bored as his hand lingered in his pocket and his other hanging loose at his side. The only part of him which moved were his eyes. Those eyes which were an impossible combination of crystal clear azure and bloodvessel bursting rage. For a moment his gaze slid over the Slayer's body lingering just long enough to weigh, assess, and find him wating. With a dismissive chuckle, he returned his smodering gaze to the Slayer's face and smirked. It was impossible to know what he saw, but it was clear he wasn't impressed. With momentary dark chuckle his visage began to tighten and his smirk began to pull back into a feral grin.<br/><br/>"Mortals never cease to amuse me with their arrogance. With a life so fleeting your kind assumes that their pittiful experiences grants them omnisiciene. There are forces which bend the universe,<span style="font-style: italic">Boy</span>, powers which you could never hope to understand or dare contest. So I will grant you the favor of ending your futile resistance.... after I've had my fill of course."<br/><br/>Drawing himself from the door frame while slowly bringing his hand from his pocket, nonchalauntly the demon moved forward. He walked with a leisurely pace that belied his eagerness for what was to come next. A deep breath was drawn through clenched teeth, the muscles in his jaw rippling as his teeth audibly ground against eachother. With a forced air of casual ease, he rolled his neck, shook out his shoulders and stretched his fingers in anticipation. Every fiber of the fleshy husk's being vibrated with the power of the demon contained within, blood vessles began to rise to the surface of his skin and bulge pratically threatening to rupture on their own.