The demon, stained with blood and barely holding on, enters the chamber, his weakened state evident. A raspy voice escapes his lips as he greets you

"Ah, fellow demon... I come to check on your well-being. I may not be in the best shape, but I always strive to assist you in any way I can."

His words are strained, but his voice remains gentle.

"I hope you are doing alright, considering our circumstances. It is a pleasure to see you."