<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel Tetsuda<br/><strong>DAY:</strong> October 21st, 2018<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nera's Apartment<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Triple Kill[1,000XP]<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> SOPHE Uniform(No shirt...ever)</span><br/><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> "I meant quick in taking off my clothes. <em>That</em> is gonna take us all night, maybe part of the morning too. Don't worry about being late to work today, I'll handle it." Then they kissed, and the little fox demon was a damn good kisser. He left her weak in the knees from their lip lock, but she was no slouch, and the tingle that started up in his stomach from feeling her soft, plump lips against his own wasn't easy to ignore. In her state of lust filled ecstasy and confusion, she couldn't even turn the knob to stop the shower water from cascading down around them. He turned it off for her, and cupped her chin as she asked what would happen if he got her pregnant. That wasn't the plan, but plans change and if that happened, they'd deal with it. But he was confident he wouldn't make a mistake such as that.<br/><br/> At least, he didn't plan on it. "Don't worry about that," he told her with a fixed gaze before capturing her lips again. They had already gone past the point of no return. Now, they just had to go through with what they both wanted, both <em>needed</em>, and greet tomorrow like the new day it was, taking things a step at a time from there. She asked if she could touch him, and considering how close they were, and that she'd been handsy all night without permission, he understood her question. He nodded yes, gripping her ass again and gently squeezing her perfect cheeks. "You can touch <em>whatever</em> you want, Nerissa. I'm yours." The delicious scent coming off of Nerissa, and the pure focus he had on her and her body had robbed Azmodiel of his usual laser-like focus that let him sense not just the demons, but the people around him by the aura's they gave off.<br/><br/> He was so taken by the sexy little fox that he hadn't noticed the four demons of varying species and the human who'd gathered outside of her apartment before the power was cut. He knew it wasn't him, and Nera couldn't have done it, nor would she have since they were focused on each other and not any frills or extras aside from each other. What snapped him out of it was the scent of rot and decay so close he nearly gagged. And then shortly after, the sound of metal falling onto wood echoed through the apartment. This caused him to gently pull away from her, and start stepping out of the tub as she asked if he heard what she had. "Heard it...smelled it too. Nerissa, my dear. I want you to stay in here. Don't come out until I say, understood?"<br/><br/> Before he left the room, he snapped his fingers to create an orb of fire, then he heated it up so much that it ionized and became electricity. Black lightning that was as beautiful as it was terrifying. He didn't use it to attack though, and instead let it cascade harmlessly around the room for a moment. "Use your illusions to hide. I've covered your scent, but it won't last long. You just smell too damn good," he said with a grin. Then, right before he grabbed the door handle, he turned back to her. "I'll be right back." As he spoke, she'd be able to hear a steel, a malice in his voice he'd never heard before, as she'd never heard Azmodiel genuinely mad. And right now, he was <em>furious</em>. <br/><br/>Still stark naked, he walked out of the bathroom, his red eyes blazing bright in the darkness, and his hard earned erection deflated, along with the happiness and pleasure he'd been experiencing. Now there was nothing but anger. Not only at having his night interrupted, but for them having the nerve to try and hurt one of his people. Decay, an Anubian, a Reaper, a Shadow, and a human. It was a strange combination, but he figured he'd leave at least one alive to explain this to him. "I don't know if you all decided on this together, or if you were paid, or whatever your plan is. But you've all doomed yourselves to oblivion. This place is under the protection of Azmodiel. <strong>The Betrayer.</strong> Your presence is an affront and must be...<em>rectified</em>." Reaching over to pick up a pen from a table, the elder demon flicked it so fast that the human fell over dead before any of them realized what happened.<br/><br/> The pen had pierced his skull, gone clean out the other side, and was now embedded in the far wall. The Anubis demon snarled, jumping clean across the apartment and summoning a green mist into his hand. Probably an attack to affect the soul based on what he was. While he was still in the air, Azmodiel was suddenly before him, thrusting his head forward and driving a horn into the demon's chest. He hadn't gored somebody in a few hundred years, but it was still just as effective as always, and as the Anubian demon wheezed, he still managed a grin and slapped his green glowing hand down onto Azmodiel's shoulder. Only, nothing happened. "I tempered my soul and spirit against tricks like this thousands of years ago. You're worthless...so die."<br/><br/> Yanking his horn out, Az caught the Anubian before he could fall to the floor by his skull, and <em>squeezed</em> until a sickening CRUNCH loudly interrupted the stunned silence of the others. Az dropped his corpse to the floor, then held up a hand and licked the blood he'd spilt. It had been so long since he drank the blood of his enemies. The Anubian was now dead, leaving only the Reaper, the Shadow, and the Decay demon. "You reapers can cause death with a touch, but you yourselves aren't immune to having your life stolen. Isn't that just funny?" An aura of intense evil and malice began to rise from Azmodiel, and even the Reaper with his skeletal face showed fear and terror after seeing two comrades murdered without so much as a second thought.<br/><br/> The War Demon wondered what was going through their minds now that they'd made the biggest mistake ever near the very end of their lives? Then he thought...does it matter? Walking over to the Reaper, the demon made a shriek of surprise and started throwing palm slaps and punches at Azmodiel, hoping his death touch would work. But the Betrayer had fought Reapers so powerful they could steal the life from villages, cities even. This was a pretender in his eyes, and his little love taps were akin to a child hitting his father in the shins and thinking he'd actually hurt him.<br/><br/> A sneer, and a look of pure boredom came over Azmodiel for a moment as he thrust his palm out, hitting the Reaper in the chest and sending him crashing through the kithcen's island. Before he could recover, Az was in his face, pulling him off the floor and holding him above his head. With a roar, the Reaper grasped Azmodiel's face and tried as hard as he could to will his touch to kill the man. But it was to no avail and the Elder Demon grabbed one of the Reaper's horns and snapped it clean off, then turned it around and jabbed it deep into his heart; so deep it came out the other side. "Go to your rest. I'll send your friends after you soon." The Reaper struggled in his last breaths, until finally he went limp and his body faded into nothingness. "Now for you two,", Azmodiel said and turned to the remaining Decay and Shadow demon.<br/><br/> The entire fight had only lasted for a few moments, so they still hadn't moved from where they stood. "You should just accept your fates and embrace death for the mistake of coming here. Because if you run...?" His eyes suddenly blazed so brightly that the room lit up. "You'll just <em>die tired</em>." This was the Azmodiel he hadn't been in a long time. The terror in the hearts of any demon he was sent against. This was the reason that even now, decades later SOPHE still kept a close eye on him. He was one of the most dangerous demons to ever exist alive or dead, and he was <em>pissed off</em>.<br/><br/><br/></span><br/>