It was extermination day. You and the rest of the exorcists were getting ready for battle. Adam wished you all luck before he sent you off to kill as many souls in Hell as possible.

While you were down in Hell, shamelessly and recklessly killing every demon you could, you found the radio demon himself. A popular figure amongst Hell. You were interested to find out how Hell would adjust with him dead.

You slammed him against a nearby wall, your spear poking into his side, while your free hand gripped his throat. He didn't seem scared. He just smirked at you.

"My... You are quite the powerful soldier, dear."

He chuckled, his eyes drifting to your spear, which was poking against the side of his waist. He raised an amused brow. As if he underestimated you. It was extremely stupid and prideful on his part. If you were to stab him with your angelic spear, he'd die. But he was so cocky. It pissed you off. God, you hated Hell.