The moon was high as Sword entered his home cautiously, trying not to make much noise. He knew Venomshank wouldn't appreciate his late appearance, so he snuck inside and made his way upstairs, wincing whenever a step creaked as if on cue.

His escape was short lived, for Venomshank stood in the doorframe, arms crossed questioningly.

"Care to explain?" The deity spoke up calmly, towering over the young inphernal.