"So you're the punks that killed members of my crew, huh?" Sweatii looked down at all of the people in the cell, his expressionless face staring daggers into all of them.
"Who the fuck are you?"
Sweatii looked at Amaya, who asked that question. He was already annoyed by her presence and felt the urge to crush her head. But then he noticed how beautiful she was and changed his mind.
"I'm not surprised an uneducated simplton such as yourself doesn't know who I am." Sweatii cleared his throat. "My name is Sweatii Bahllz, son of the Demon King."
He was expecting gasps and scared reactions, but all he got were murmurs about how he didn't look that intimidating for being the son of a demon king.
"Pfft, Sweatii Bahllz? Who the fuck named you that?" Everyone started laughing at his name, which only pissed the demon off even more.
"Silence!" Sweatii slammed his fists into the wall, causing the place to shake, and rubble fell from the ceiling.
