Greg shrugged, "no problem we leave by morning that gives me time to rest, and figure out the rest of this." He leaned back in his chair, "by the way how did your friend end up on my side of the area anyway?" He had to admit he was a tad bit curious, but he had the time on his hands.

He put his arms on the table, no demon would cross him, if they could help it anyway. Not many demons would even talk to him, scared they would get blown to smithereens. It was still a way of getting rid of steam without starting a war .