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Demon scoffed, bur waved his hand. He was going to go along with whatever needed to be done anyways more than likely. Too much had happened recently and so much was happening that Demon was not able to get a very good read of room. The people here were mostly strangers, people he has never heard of or met. Except Therma.

"I can speak for myself. Refrain from speaking for me."

Honestly Demon was tired. Mentally at least. He tugged at his collar, ready and eager to start storing energy again.

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