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[Color=silver][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning
[Color=silver][b]Location:[/b][/color] Near the River Fairy Kingdom
[Color=silver][b]Interaction with:[/b][/color] [@Tae] - Azriel, [@Eviledd1984] - O'Ner, [@Legion02] - Xenelith, [@Alivefalling] - Jack
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Umber arrived on the scene just in time to witness Xenelith’s pets partake in an unfortunate human’s flesh. As the demon’s form floated silently above the ground, he surveyed the area looking upon it with uninterested eyes. Elsea was not here. His sights stopped at the head adorned on Azriel’s hip. He would smile if he could. [color=silver][i]Mmmm… Quick as always my Azriel.[/i][/color] Despite his apparent enthusiasm, Umber felt a hint of disappointment. Missing the chance to physically and mentally torture a human, especially one that seemed to have so much… passion. Even now, the emotions lingered like a lasting aroma. 

[color=silver] “Your method is effective... but it lacks the entertainment I crave… Mmm... There is another I seek.”[/color] Umber’s attention shifted to the risen vines before looking about the rest of the area. [color=silver]“A human woman… filled with wild anger.. rage… Much like you were as a child. To tame something like that again… I would be absolute...”[/color] Umber cut himself off and abruptly turned to his left. [color=silver][i]Demon?[/i][/color] Umber stared through the trees. The dark elf commander’s beasts would likely react to the presence of whatever was on the approach. It was as malevolent as himself, a presence mirroring his own. [color=silver]“We have company. Someone at our 9 o'clock.”[/color] Umber informed as his feet planted to the ground and he faced the direction of the approaching being. He focused his speech to it and ONLY IT. [color=silver]“There is only death here… Approach if that’s what you seek.”[/color] Umber was sure it was a demon more than anything, but its desires, its emotions were unlike any demon he had encountered on the mainland… He glanced at Azriel and then back in the direction of the approacher. As outrageous as it seemed, this thing was possibly more violent in nature than his protege. It... rivaled his own cruelty. The very idea made him wait in silence. No one else would know Umber’s inner thoughts and feelings, but if they had, it may have shaken them to the core with how disturbed he was by this [i]thing[/i]. 

For the first time in a long time, Umber felt the uneasy creeping feeling known as anxiety.