Hope is a subtle glutton, he feeds upon the fair,
And yet, inspected closely, what abstinence is there!
(Lucretia has returned from her convention, you may all celebrate!)
Allister paused, did this shadow demon really think this fight was so hopeless that sacrificing themselves would be the only way to win? Did he clearly not notice that before the fire demon showed up the battle was rather even between he and Dante. Allister sighed, this demon had no idea how to fight properly or how to use strategies to win a fight in general. It was kind of sad watching this, really. And Dante was just going to leave? What a terrible leader he was, absolutely terrible. Allister shook his head and reappeared form the shadows, just casually leaning against a building.
"Obviously you have no idea how real fights work."
His is the halcyon table, that never seats but one,
And whatsoever is consumed, the same amounts remain.