Jurai glared at the demoness before him. "Like I said, if you don't have a real offer, then you are just a waste of my time. Your father butchered nine-tenths of everyone I ever knew. I've seen first hand what the fate of this world will be if the Demon Lord wins. And sorry, but I don't<em>do</em>submission. You want our world? You'll have to kill every last one of us first." he growled. "And as for my deepest desire, that would probably be your father's head rolling at my feet, and I think I can get that on my own, thanks." he said with a small snarl. "I can see that talking to you is a waste of time. We'll take you back with us, turn you over to command, see if they can get anything out of you, because I personally don't hear anything coming out of your mouth besides hot air."