"Some-one help me." The long haired demon said, slowly rousing himself. "Where am I?" He asked as he slowly stood up. His raven flew around him excitedly before settling on his shoulder.

"You are in a camp comprised of both Angels and Demons. We are on Earth." Azurael said. "Do you know your name? I am General Winchester of the Demons." Azurael remembered to refer to herself as belonging to the Demons now.

"I am Asmod Ra'vul. I am a Demon but I can't remember anything." Asmod replied.

"Je'nai, do you mind escorting Asmod to Ari and her tent?" Azurael asked.
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"Sure!" Damien replied and lead Ma'ai to site only to see Azurael dismissing Asmod and Je'nai. "Well that's him." Damien said pointing at the shirtless demon.

"Hey Tar-feather!" Azurael called, referring to her and Damien's insult battle. Damien grinned "What snow-brain."

"Did you have anything to do with this mishap" Azurael questioned the somewhat accident prone demon.

"Not this time. Ask Grim." Damien said.