He smiled. Silly humans. Just as he had been taught in demon kindergarden; tell them anything, they will belive it without question. Fuchsia started tapping his feet to the ground, he was getting restless. His body hungered for chaos and carnage, for the tasty meaty lifeforce of the man before him. All in good time, he assured himself, all in good time. He licked his lips with his tongue. The hellzooka continued it´s search for a strong soul.

"Pleased to meet´cha Tomaru. I am Fuchsia." - Noting the man´s tail, "You have a tail too? This is truly a match made in heav-.." He threw up in his mouth. 

"Ugh.." A smooth brown liquid pimpled out between his lips and dripped onto the floor. He wiped the greasy saliva off his chin. "Sorry about that." 

"..Traps, eh? I never heard the skull guy say anything about that being illegal. I happen to be a trapmaker." He pulled out Nathan-nade. "Why don´t you take this? It´s an intelligent magical beartrap of sorts. Goes by the name of Nathan Markson." - "Hi." - Nathan-nade said. "Nathan Markson will, once you pull his mouth open and put him down, merge with the ground. When our opponents step on it, it will push them into the air. It will be very effective if we use that moment to attack. I´ve got two of them. If you place this one by the statue over there on your side, I´ll do the same here." - He tossed the skullnade towards Tomaru. "Nathan Markson also has a beatiful singing voice, if you´re into that kind of thing." Fuchsia giggled.

"It´s true. I do!" Nathan-nade said as he soared through the air. A big smile on his face. "I believe I can-.." - "Hail mary." Fuchsia yelled cheerfully when the little skull got close enough.