Livin' on Love / P

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Forever bared teeth would raise into the sky as the infernal lord's skull came from the Earth. His silence, his peace, his tranquility, it had been disturbed, and Valhalla as a whole was clearly under siege. Though, he knew better, it was best to explore the information he had gathered before waking the rest of them. Causing panic in the industry, so to speak, would only tell their usurpers that they were prepared for battle. Valhalla was always prepared for battle. Syrinx, was ready to test his skills.

Hunkered down the demon would use his knowledge of the verdant blades, his analytic mind, and his raw strength to push him from the earth in a quiet manner, and remain hidden. It did not seem to take too much longer, for as he glided through the grass, he found exactly who was raging about. His blue gaze would linger upon the frame of the other for quite some time. He wanted to know what that brute's business was. Well...child...he couldn't have been much older than himself and his siblings, and even if he was, Syrinx was still ridiculous in size, and as he sprung from the shrubbery, he made that evident.

Low ringing growl assembled in his larynx and the brute powered forth, stopping mere feet from the other. His husky, boyish, tones enunciating with perfect clarity the amount of his demands, "State your business or flee!" Words came forth like a liquid hiss, he had no time to tempt this brute, and he had no time to waste on trying to make pals. Salmon tongue wetting his maw his nose would continue to wrinkle and his ears would tilt back ever so slightly. This was a no games type of deal and the Adravendi heir was going to make sure the threat was annihilated.


"Speech!".