Soreth breathed a small sigh of relief as he lay back on the large bed, just enjoying not standing for a moment before he answered. "I see...that's pretty impressive. I guess we'll have to figure out an alternate plan until I can fight again, though."   

"Anyway, while we're doing introductions...my name is Soreth Sephiran Dizoralth, King of Demons and Ruler of the Realm of Darkness, formerly Heir to the Darkness and Son of the Great King Dizoralth... Ah...I've been raised from birth to eventually lead the demons in the absence of my father...which is where I am now, and to someday do battle with the hero of legend." He paused and looked up to the ceiling for a second in thought. "Yep, that's about it. I've lived here for pretty much my entire life, except for a few brief periods of recovery and field training, if you can believe that." 

Shifting around again, he soon sat up and removed his gauntlets before he began pulling at the armor still strapped to his body. "This really isn't the most comfortable thing to lie down in... Could you do me a favor and look that way for a minute? There...isn't a lot underneath this...so..." His face grew slightly pink as he pointed away toward the other side of the room where a small door stood ajar.