Botis was sitting in his throne sunken in thought, wondering when Ciara was gonna summon him again. It's been around roughly a week now, normally she would have already summoned him. The words of Barbatos lingered through his mind at the same time. That trumpet wielding demon was never any good. Just a pied piper who would lead people to hidden treasure of which inside was their own demise.

He felt a change in the air around him. He looked confused and before he knew it a hand was firmly grasped around his collar, so tight it would almost behead him. In reaction he quickly grabbed his sword next to him. He looked up and saw a figure standing beside of him, it was his mistress! Why the hell had she come to the Underworld and what was all this nonsense about disagreeing on the contract?

"What are you babbling about woman! I never disagreed to no contract!" he was getting quite annoyed by his mistress holding him so firmly. She might be the boss of him, but she wasn't the boss of this place and he certainly wasn't going to let himself get thrown around like a little toy.

He grabbed the arm that was holding him and pulled it away from him. He got off his throne, still holding said sword in his hands. "Mistress, care to explain what the hell is going on?"