Dean smirked. "Maybe. Or maybe I would've been the one to end you." He pats the half demonic man on the shoulder. "You weren't exactly subtle about it, kid. And I'm guessing the only reason you haven't gone gob-shit insane on us with rage is because something on you is preventing you from attacking us. Probably magical."<br/><br/>"Anyway, where the hell is everyone? I'm tired of waiting." Dean said, looking around for someone to come out and escort them to the queen.