The demon huffed as the sorcerer's soul was extinguished from its body. He cast his fiery eyes onto the cat demon, Mischa, who was looking up at him. "You have aided me, little one. I will not easily forget it. You have indeed chosen wisely." Aeshma grinned as sweetly as he could with all those teeth, sweet and sly like a devil. He looked like a creature you didn't want to displease. "I will grant you one request, anything you desire that is within my power. Ask, and I will show you the value of my favor." Aeshma flicked his tail back and forth as he waited for Misha to respond. Meanwhile, he cast a sickened glare toward Mira and Barto.